“Where are we going?” she asked, and my heart thumped hopefully because that sure as fuck wasn’t a no. “You’re gonna have to trust me,” I said, offering her the hint of a smirk as I dared the girl I knew to come out and play with me. “Fat chance of that, asshole,” she muttered, and my smile widened tenfold. It really shouldn’t have gotten me so turned on to have a girl insulting me, but I’d take Roxy Vega calling me every name under the sun over having a million compliments from anyone else.
