“My father hates everyone. Including you, most likely…he just hasn’t gotten around to making it clear. And if he was going to try to push me on someone, you’d be the last person he’d choose.”
He rolls toward me. “You could do a lot worse.”
“I’m not certain that that’s true.”
He pushes up, resting his head on his hand. “A serial killer?”
“Some serial killers actually have a loving family life and serial kill on the side.”
He grins. “Fine. The kind of person who creates puns with the word serial. Like they refer to themselves as a cereal killer, while eating a bowl of cereal.”
My mouth twitches. “Now you’re being ridiculous. Obviously, someone like that is worse.”
“Progress, then,” he says, reaching out to tug on my ponytail. “We’ve found the one type of human worse than me.”
Ugh. I hate how charming he is. I hate how easily he’s winning me over. “Cool, now get the fuck out of my tent.”
His eyes twinkle. “I think you mean, get the fuck out of our tent, Kitten.”
Published on May 01, 2025 08:35