“Asshole,” I muttered. Daemon laughed. “You have such a mouth on you. Do you kiss boys with that thing?” My cheeks heated. “Do you kiss Ash with yours?” “Ash?” His smile disappeared and his eyes were suddenly hooded, less clear. “You would like to know that, wouldn’t you?” An unreasonable spark of jealousy flared in me, but I pushed it aside. I smirked. “No, thank you.”
