“What— what do you mean?”

Brooklyn spurned around, her eyes searching Zayne’s. His eyes were narrowed at her, and she saw the seriousness that laid within them.

“I know there’s something going on between you and Xander,” he confirmed her fears, taking a few steps closer to her. “I know that’s why you’re doing all of… this.”

Brooklyn swallowed, feeling her throat burn with the words that refused to form in her mouth.

What did he know?

And just how much was he willing ...