I swear, even pissed off, he’s hotter than he used to be. I can’t seem to form words. I can’t speak, can’t think. “Dude, seriously, what do you want?” Wade asks after a few seconds. Lachlan’s jaw tenses. “You have something that belongs to me and I need it back.” Something that belongs to me. OhmygodImgonnafuckingdie. “What the f—” Wade starts.
