His Baby, My Revenge
He shrugged, running a hand through his cropped white hair, “If you haven’t noticed, pissing off Az is one of my favorite pastimes.”
Enzo grinned, and a soft chuckle fell from my lips, but my hormones decided that was the right moment for me to burst into an ugly sob.
Even through watery, blurred vision, I caught the horrified look on Enzo’s face, and my sobs turned into some kind of choking, crying, laughter.
Was I losing it?
“Your face…”
“Your face would look like that too if I just made whatever fucked up sound just came out of your mouth,” he scoffed, “I quite literally could not recreate that if I tried.”
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