He’s not bad as I thought he was, but still, the flirtiness and cockiness are his best charms. He doesn’t leave me alone without a single remark. He’s also funny and cheerful.
I want to consider his offer, and he’s right, it’s only a one-time photo shoot then I will have ten thousand bucks in my account.
“What took you two so long?” Kyland asks as I place three boxes of pizza into our small granite kitchen island.
“I’m sorry, man. We bumped into Xandry at the pizzeria,” Pyke answers, placing two plastic bags beside the pizza boxes.
“Why did you not invite him over?”
“I didn’t bother him. What is he doing in the neighborhood anyway?” Pyke smirks that something the two of them will understand.
“Uh, I got it,” Kyland murmurs.
My brows meet, but I remain silent. I start opening the cupb
