“You like Simon?” His chin jerked up, anger flashing in his emerald eyes. “You can’t possibly like him.” I hesitated. “Are you jealous?” Daemon looked away. And I seized the opportunity to finally have one thing to rub in his face and stepped forward. He didn’t move or breathe. “You’re jealous of Simon?” I lowered my voice. “Of a human? For shame, Daemon.” He sucked in a sharp breath. “I’m not jealous. All I’m trying to do is help you out. Guys like Simon want to get between your legs.” My cheeks flushed as I stared at him. “Why? You think that’s the only reason why a guy might like me?”
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