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DISBELIEF DANCED across delicately concerned features as scarred fingers tightened impossibly around the silver fork in their grip, knuckles turning white with repressed aggression. Her anger often got the best of her — Zach knew this, she knew this ( EVERYONE knew this ), so how he expected his story to be laughed at as if it were NOTHING was beyond her comprehension. What could she say? She was terribly possessive and protective, especially for an old flame turned other half.
It looked to her like this asshole got in one too many hits on her dear friend and THAT was UNACCEPTABLE. Whatever Zach had delivered, she would deliver far worse. When she got her hands on this guy, his mother wouldn’t even RECOGNIZE him.
❝ Sounds like a fuckin’ PRICK. Envy really isn’t becoming... I guess he’s
salty because you’re stronger and better looking than him. ❞
❝ By the way... I didn’t catch the name of this guy? Mind tellin’ me? You
know... in case I know him or something... ❞
More like so she could hunt him down and beat his stupid face in.