A Queen Among Gods
Jartre asks.
“My new neighbour.” Which reminds me… “Speaking of,” I start, earning an inquisitive look from my white-haired fox as I take a few steps forward and lean against my kitchen counter. “I found it extremely surprising that the same day Julie tried to goad me into a fight in the hallway, she mysteriously moved out and, come the following day, I have new neighbours. I don’t suppose you’d know anything about that, would you?” I ask pointedly.
“Not sure I’d call that ‘mysterious’. Perfect timing sounds more appropriate,” he says unperturbed, sliding his hands into his skin-tight jeans.
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