Owned by the Fighter
“No. Why would I be with him?”
“I thought he was your boyfriend.”
“I told you, there’s nothing between me and Felix.” She huffed. “Geez, Anthony.”
Footsteps echoed on the stairs. Bastian appeared, now fully ready.
“Bastian,” Anthony called without looking up from his work, “don’t you think two people who start out with nothing can end up being something?”
Bastian, grabbing his helmet, gave a short, neutral answer. “Depends.”
“I think Felix is a good guy,” Anthony went on. “He’d make a good boyfriend for Belle, don’t you think?”
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