Rosa's P.O.V

Zack Masters face contorted in a frown as he banged his fist on the table, causing the coffee to spill on the table. "I don't want to hear you talk about either Jack or Marc!" He glared with his eyes blazing with fire. I swallowed the heavy lump that formed beneath my throat, squirming uncomfortably on my seat. When he noticed the eyes that kept their gaze fixed on us, he lowered his gaze and sighed because of the coffee spilled on the table.

"I am sorry" He muttered, running his hands through his hair. He huffed, resting his chin on his palm as he ducked his head....