I set my jaw to avoid a very irrational response to this poor kid, who was catching me on the worst night to receive this exact information. It wasn’t even jealousy that had me simmering, it was the crude description. Kinda cute? Unless there was some other short, deliciously soft, doe-eyed woman I’d accidentally ensnared recently and didn’t know about, Grant had to be talking about Arken, and she went well beyond “kinda cute.” She was so godsdamned hot that it had been ruining me for a week straight.
I AM FUCKING DEAD
