Garnar’s shock and fury leaves him near breathless. His voice sounds like a gravelly growl as he demands, “Who?”
“What does it matter?” I reply. “He’s young and handsome. Tall, fit, and no disappointment in the bedroom. Not with what he’s carrying, I can tell you that.”
Garnar’s hands curl into fists. He eases Thea away from him and takes a step toward me. I lift my chin in defiance. What’s he going to do – hit me? He wouldn’t dare.
“You’re lying. You’re just putting on some kind of show to upset me.”
If I was, it would be working. Unfortunately for him, this is all very real.
Sort of. Miles isn’t exactly my boyfriend, but we did hook up! That counts for something! At the very least, it proves I can still be desirable, despite all the bullshit Garnar is spewing.
“I’m telling the tru
