It was Bennett who laid his palm on my thigh roughly, in what I assumed was his attempt at comforting me. Mason grabbed me by the face and stared into my soul when he said, “I’ll kill anyfuckingbody who touches you.” He only released his hold on my chin when Bennett spoke, teeth gritted in anger and his fingers digging into my thigh. “No one will ever touch you again, Tessa.” My eyes met his and my stomach flipped in the same exact way it did when Mason’s bloodstained fingers squeezed my jaw.
