“Don’t you start with me, jackass,” he scoffs. “The only reason I’m not crushing your thick-ass skull with my cast is because you have bigger problems at the moment.” “Not because you love me?” “That’s debatable right now.” Jack points at Lila. “And you! We agreed one month before I was subjected to kissing.” “It isn’t my fault you walked in on us,” she laughs. “Right,” he snorts. “Heaven forbid I walk into my own apartment and not expect to see my brother tonguing my sister.” I make a face. “Please don’t say it like that ever again.”
