Chapter 92

He turned away, jaw tight, as if annoyed I even had to ask.

What about as a person? "Then show it and don't play games with your team members."

He braced a hand on the wall by my head. "I'm not the one playing games."

"You've been playing games since day one. I'm the one constantly trying to keep things clear between us." I smacked him once in the chest with my clutch.

"This from the girl who has no idea what she wants."

I blinked at that comment.

"No. Idea."

The groupie/rock star dynamic was abhorrent enough, yet I dealt with the public humiliation because of the mission. But this? This had gotten personal and I refused to become Rohan's personal build-up/tear-down culture.

I tapped his heart tattoo. "Should have made it larger. A big blazing emblem of what you so capably embody."

"Ro-oo." I grit my teeth as Poppy sidled in under his arm. "Everyone was wondering where you got to." She didn't dignify my presence.