“Her ass is better. Sorry,” he says, but he never looks back at Melissa. Daisy has stolen his attention. She shrugs. “You’re probably right, but if I had to rank asses, Rose’s would be number one. She has the best hair too.” “Your hair is pretty,” Lo tells her. “Don’t,” Ryke warns him with the shake of his head. If Daisy is insecure about anything it’s the hair she cannot cut or dye, per her agency’s rules. Lo’s face sharpens, resentful that Ryke knows more than him.
