“Are you checking out my ass?” Daisy asks with the raise of her eyebrows “Yeah, so did the rest of the fucking party.” “So what’d you think? On a scale of one to ten.” She grins playfully. “I’m not rating your ass.” “Will you ride it then?” “Daisy,” I interject. Stop, I mouth. She pushes Ryke too far, and he’s not one to back down from these kinds of conversations. Daisy’s smile fades. “Sorry…I was just messing around.” She flips her phone in her hand. “I’m going to go…mingle.” Now I feel bad. “No,” I tell her sharply. “You’re staying.” “No, it’s cool. I need to go talk to Mom anyway.” She
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