Chapter 31: Bronson

"Sir, she cannot be trusted." Rand states as I push the laptop away from me. I huff out a frustrated breath while Rand moves closer, standing right before me.

"And what exactly would you have me do Rand?" I ask and watch his eyes narrow then turn, his hands on hips in clear irritancy. "Would you have me lock her up and throw away the key?"

"You want me to answer that honestly?" He pouts then turns and gives me a shrug.

"Rand, your trailing her is what is pushing her away. She's right, she chose to stay with us, with me, and I cannot have her feel unwanted within the agreement we have."

"And what agreement is that Bronson? I mean did you ever think about what this girl could really do to you?"

I sit there starring as he begins pacing. Rand is the only human being in the world, that could speak to me this way. That is until I met Miss Myers. Not even Cassandra speaks to me on the level Rand is at the moment, but I know more than anything, it's him attempting to do his job in protecting m