Tattooed Luna
“Nope! My car, princess.”
“Princess?” Alec held the door to his stupid sports car. I bet it attracted alot of girls.
“Why do they call you Ice?”
“Because my heart is made of Ice.” It was a learned skill. “Colt, the hot. Social, chick magnet, warm guy. Me, ice. The cold hearted sister that has a reputation of taking no shit.”
“So, I’ve heard.”
“Yup, that’s why nothing you can do to me will hurt my feelings. So, whatever this is. Don’t worry about it. You don’t owe me anything. We aren’t seeking war and you can go back to doing whatever you want to do with who ever you want.”