Scorpius scoffed, white eyes flashing. “Bull. Fucking. Shit. I bet a pretty boy like you hasn’t seen a day of hard work in his life. You’re going to get destroyed.” I gnawed on my lower lip and fought a smile as I ignored his blathering about me being privileged. Sun god help me; he thinks I’m pretty. Even though I was disguised as a boy, I wasn’t dead, and one of the hottest men I’d ever seen had just called me pretty.
