Cleopatra’s eyes widened for a split second just a flicker before she ripped her hands away as though burned.

“Did Calvin put you up to this?”

She shot to her feet, her chair scraping harshly against the floor.

“Let’s not have this discussion again.”

Katie stood up too, panic rising in her chest.

“This isn’t about Calvin! What if Anthony hurts you?”

Cleopatra let out a sharp, bitter laugh.

“I’m not surprised this is coming from you.” Her lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “The sister of a man who can’t even get over his own feelings.” Her voice dripped with venom. “It’s so irritating. He’s...