My Enemy [BL]
she said under her breath, almost to herself, "you could be onto something, Brittany."
Brittany tilted her head, sensing the shift in Ainsley’s tone. "Am I?"
Ainsley’s smirk widened. "Yeah. I think it’s about time Atlas Loren remembers exactly who he’s dealing with."
Rex stood up quickly, brushing off her jeans and looking between the two of them with apprehension. "Ainsley, maybe you should just let it be. Things got pretty bad last time and the police even got involved and—"