Protection

“Theo, what’s wrong?” Philip leaned against her locker, a frown on his lips, hazel eyes studying her carefully. She had this angry, frustrated look on her. Nothing obvious, of course, she was Aaron Burr’s daughter, but the way that her fingers twitched, and the way her lips curled down at the corner gave her away to Philip, who could read people like books. She froze a little, and then flicked her thick, black hair out of her face, swallowing as she stalled a little. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said smoothly. * * * * *Or, Theo seems upset, and Philip is determined to fix it.