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85: Speechless
Jarren
Rian had lost his damn mind talking to the women in the house that way, and if he thought that I wasn’t going to say something about it, then he had thought wrong. When Mason shut the door behind him, I pushed Rian into the side of the house. My anger was at an all-time high.
“Have you lost your mind?” I questioned, fuming. Mason stepped between us.
“Look, I know what you’re going to ask me, and it’s none of your business. What happens between Sage and I is just that, between Sage and I.”
“Wrong!” I snapped. “When it’s affecting the two of yo
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