Noah.
I cleared my throat the moment the assassins disappeared from sight, their bodies and footsteps fading into the distance until only silence remained.
The sudden battlefield suddenly felt much quieter and the moment I looked up, I realized why.
The quadruplets' attention was now entirely on me—four pairs of eyes and four unreadable expressions.
Four men who had just stepped into a battle that wasn't theirs.
I immediately straightened my shoulders, because there was no way I was going to let this become awkward.
"Don't think saving me would make me feel guilty about having Maria!" I blurted out at once.
The words came out faster than I intended, but I didn't regret them, not even in the slightest bit.
Because I knew exactly how these things worked.
People did favors, then expected something in return.
And considering the complicated situation surrounding Maria, I wasn't foolish enough to believe this rescue had come without expectations attached.
