C29 Regan

Bevin turned her glare back on Charlie, jabbed a finger into Charlie’s shoulder. “You’ve got some nerve, throwing yourself at him like that, in front of all of us.”

“I’m nobody’s sidekick,” Charlie said, chin raised defiantly. My heart broke for her.

“Bev, give us a break. She didn’t throw herself at him,” I said.

“Did you see it?” Bevin shot back. “Didn’t think so