“I’m getting food for my family.” Farrow raises his brows. “I didn’t ask.” He’s an asshole, and I must be weird because I like that he’s not fawning all over me. He smiles more, and the back of my neck heats. It’s rare that I feel my age, but I feel nineteen around him. Maybe that’s a good thing… “Great,” I say dryly. “I didn’t tell you shit then.” Farrow glances at my mom. He’s doing his job—and it’s strange. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he’s a bodyguard. He tilts his head back to me. “You definitely said something, wolf scout.” “Not a lot.” My voice is tough with
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