His Favorite Hate
“More than all the fights, more than the pain I caused. You deserve better than me.”
The air between us thickened, charged with everything we hadn’t said. I wanted to reach out, to bridge the distance, but I hesitated. That line—the line between bully and something more—was still there, shifting but unbroken.
And then, something unexpected happened. She smiled. Not the sarcastic smile I was used to, but a soft, vulnerable one.
“You’re really something else, Zay.”
I stepped closer, my voice dropping to a low growl. “Yeah, but I’m yours. If you want me.”
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