Bethany, whom Ames had developed some bizarre sense of protectiveness toward; the older girl snatched every shot passed Bethany’s way right out of her hand.
know Dara can’t help it—he just transforms gay boys into these drooling stalkers by existing in proximity, but I don’t want to start puking this early.”
Of course, now he wanted to know about these pathetic gay boys. He wanted to know who all Dara had been kissing. If Dara kissed a lot of men. If Dara kissed only men.
Noam twisted around to meet Dara’s gaze properly, but Dara wasn’t looking at him anymore. He’d fixed Ames with that same strange expression on his face, head tilted toward the doorframe.
Omg are we about to have a threesome
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