Marc started to step aside to give her space with Bree, but to his surprise, she pulled him to the side instead. Bree opened her mouth to protest, but Tess put up a hand and said, “No, I got this.” Bree snapped her mouth shut and glared at Tess, but stayed where she was. Tess turned to Marc, still gripping his arm. “Marc, you know I respect you and consider you a friend. Or at least I did, back in high school. So with all that in mind, you hurt her, and you will regret it.” “I’m not going to hurt her.” He glanced over at Bree, who was now leaning against the car, her arms crossed. “Probably the opposite.” “Well, you’re both experts at hurting each other, aren’t you?” She sighed. “Just...be kind, okay? She’s vulnerable right now.” “Tess, I’m going to take her home and come back to the hotel to crash. End of story. I’m exhausted and need some sleep before tomorrow.”
