Willison POV

Willison felt his hackles rise at the way Smith dismissed his sister. Sure, Mia wasn’t what anyone would mistake for a burly security person, but her presence on the premises would be a deterrent. He opened his mouth to say as much but closed it with a snap. If he started defending Mia, Smith would know something was up, and he did not need Smith’s scrutiny, not when he was already struggling with how Mia affected him. The last thing he needed was for Smith to sense the change.

“Look, if I knew you were going to act like such an arsehole, then I wouldn’t have asked you...