“Fuck him. Right now, you’re my entertainment, Autumn.” She swallows hard. “Now.” I cross my ankles, leaning against the counter. “We’re negotiating.” “Negotiating?” “Yes, do you know what that word means?” She scoffs. “You’re an asshole.” “Thank you.” I give her a sarcastic grin. I’m glad she believes that’s who I am. It’s best for both of us if she stays away from me. Broken people break people, and I don’t want to do that to her or anyone.
