“What about me?” Creed calls, his interest now piqued as a small scowl darkens his expression. “What are you?” “What do you think I would be?” A dark amused look spreads in his eyes as the other guys fall silent around us. “Major Asshole?” I reply, tapping my chin as Annex and Ezra snicker, “Patronising Prince…Harbinger of Glares…” I shrug. “There's plenty more, but we only get such a short break to eat.”
