Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10

LENA.

Mate? That was impossible. I sat up for a moment and stared at him, long and hard.

He took a puff and turned to look at me. His perfectly arched brows lifted in askance. "Staring like the others? I thought you were different?"

Frowning, I took the cigarette from his hand and took a few puffs. "What's wrong with staring at you?"

"Nothing at all. Sometimes, I feel comfortable and most times, I feel my skin crawl,"

Scoffing, I shook my head and took another puff before handing it back to him. "You feel your skin crawl. That's really funny,"

"Funny? How so?"

"You believe you're special. I don't know if you are and I don't care. You're just a fine specimen and trust me, everyone is going to stare, including the boys,"

"I don't think it's about my looks," He said with a shrug. The cigarette hung off his fingers.

"Then what do you think it's about? Your ego?"

"Ego? Nah. I just think I am special,"

"Narcissist much?"

He chuckled to himse