Chapter Forty-Eight

Reese’s POV

Reese and Troy were alone in the SUV with Russo driving them. She had no idea where Drake was but she knew that Troy wouldn’t leave without him. He had to be in one of the other two SUV’s with the warriors.

Her mind was still fuzzy and she didn’t remember much from just after Russo carried her out of Cleo’s rooms. She shuddered again as she thought of Cleo’s face, tear streaked and apologetic. She didn’t want to be mad at her friend, but she couldn’t help it.

“Everything feels fuzzy. I thought you were meeting with Bryan in his office?” Reese directed the question at Troy and his eyes darkened once more.

“Michelle tried to seduce me,” Troy said through gritted teeth.

“What?” Reese was stunned and then she lowered her gaze. Intense jealousy raged through her at the thought of Michelle’s hands on Troy.

“She climbed onto my lap and started touching herself. I had to physically push her off me,” Troy continued.

“That fucking bitch,” Reese whispered.

Troy chuckled then and Rees