“You’re just so fucking sure of yourself, huh, Salah?” I scowled, keeping my voice down so Daisy wouldn’t hear us arguing from the other room. “You think you’re such a cock wizard that you can land every straight guy you see? Is that it?” Again, he blinked, his expression impassive. “Well, yeah. But I don’t care about every straight guy—only the ones who aren’t really straight. Like you.” I hissed through my teeth, recoiling from the hero as if he’d punched me. “Fuck you, Zion,” I spat, turning away from him to wrench open the door. “Mmm, I wish,” he crooned behind me. “Whenever you’re ready,
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