“Of all the priceless books in this place, you grabbed a gossip rag?” I shook my head at him. “It’s not a gossip rag, it’s a Men’s Health Magazine.” “Uh-huh. Sure, it is.” I made a mocking face at Dominic and we both laughed. “I ain’t plannin’ on reading it anyway,” snapped Maz. “I’m just flipping through the pictures to kill some time.” “Okay. Cool beans.” Honestly, I hardly cared. His eyebrows furrowed. “What’s it to you anyway, hell-girl?” Well, that escalated quickly.
