"You think I wanna be here?" Derek pulled up a chair and sat down. "Look at you now, coming up with lame excuses like 'she needs to take responsibility for nearly killing me.'"

Mason understood right away.

Aurora didn't want to come, so she complained to Sophia, who sent Derek instead.

"Weren't you supposed to help me?"

Derek casually crossed his legs, expressionless. "My wife won't let me."

Mason felt his headache creeping back. "Please, I'm begging ...