24

MICK WALKS IN, HIS EASY glide unmistakable for the warning it carries. He’s on a mission. He looks right at me and freezes for a few seconds, his jaw muscle twitching and his expression going cold. It makes me want to disappear. Where is Jersey’s damn magic cape or spell or whatever it is that makes him invisible when I need it, anyway?

“Is he here?” Mick asks, talking to the Rebel, his eyes scanning the space for his brother.

“Yeah. Just relax.” Rebel shifts Teagan gently over to his left, freeing up the other side of his body where Mick is standing.

Teagan puts her hand on Rebel’s arm. “You’re not going to fight in here, are you?”

He shakes his head.

I can see why Teagan is so gah-gah over him. He really does look like her long-time crush, Dolph Lundgren, and he’s totally taken control of the situation without even doing anything yet.

“Colin!” Mick yells out into the room, making me immediately question my assessment of who’s actually calling the shots in his family unit. Usually Re