The air in the study turned to ice. I nearly came out of my skin, a small gasp breaking from my throat as I spun around. My shoulder hit the heavy oak of the door. Nathan loomed over me, a wall of dark charcoal wool and suppressed violence. His silver eyes were slits of pure iron, his jaw set so hard I heard the bone creak.I shrank back, the heat of a flush creeping up my neck. "How the hell did you do that?"He didn't answer. His hand, heavy and warm, clamped onto the back of my neck. It wasn't a caress. "What are you doing down here, Zack?"The shock faded, replaced by a spike of defiance. I straightened my spine, meeting that lethal gaze. "I have a right to know what’s happening in my own life.""Then walk through the front door," Nathan rasped. "Don't hover in the shadows like a thief.""If I walked in, you would’ve gone silent," I countered. "You and Lucas planned this. He called you specifically so I wouldn't hear, right?"Nathan let out a low, jagged growl. He reached past me,
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