Nephilim: Supernatural Bad Boys IV
“Hey, beauty queen, can we talk?”
Taylor turns to me and gives me a surprised look. I narrow my eyes at him with a threatening stance and grit out, “Hey, Taylor.”
I almost laugh when the little hipster shit straightens up and gives me a measuring glare. “Hey, Cross, I didn’t know you knew Amara.”
I give him a cocky smile and gaze at a seething Amara. “Actually, Amara is my girlfriend.”
Taylor stiffens, but Amara simply stands there silently. Which is fine by me because I know she’s mad. As if getting the hint, Taylor steps back and says, “I guess I’ll see you around, Amara.”
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