Galen saw the danger in Caleb’s eyes.
“You don’t know that, Caleb,” Galen countered quickly.
Caleb growled at him.
“Caleb, Caleb, listen. He might have realized it before he stabbed me, yes, but that doesn’t mean he meant real harm. He was probably just scared. I’m a pretty scary guy when I want to be.”
Caleb knew what Galen was doing. He was trying to keep the situation from escalating. Galen was right, but Caleb didn’t have to like it.
“Why are you willing to tell us this?” Caleb asked after taking a few calming breaths.
Peter looked up, seeing the suspicion in Caleb’s eyes.
“Honestly, I don’t really like Granger. He’s a jerk when no one is looking and an outstanding actor when the right people are,” Peter shrugged,” besides, I like Bell.”
He smiled at Galen.
“She’s a good friend, and this one made her smile in a way I have never seen before.”
Galen blushed and looked away, trying to hide his smile.
