“I’m not screwing my boyfriend. I just don’t want any of you to meet him. He’s kind of dumb.” Ryke’s jaw hardens. “He’s dumb? Then why the fuck are you with him?” Daisy shrugs and avoids his dark eyes. “He’s nice.” Scott suddenly scoots closer to me, his hip pressing against mine. I want to edge towards Connor, but I don’t want to look frightened of Scott.
