Keane
“You better work on that sassy mouth, Evelina. One day, someone might just smack it.”
“Are you threatening me?” I demanded, straightening up the best I could. It didn’t matter. Teague had over four inches on me, and I probably looked like an idiot trying to show him up.
“There are no threats,” someone else said, and Keane joined us where we stood, ignoring the curious onlookers. He glanced briefly at Max, smiled, and then leaned into me.
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