“You can let it go. Pretend you never heard it.” He lets out a laugh. “God, I wish. If only. But my daughter unfortunately likes you.” I smile. “Think she more-than-likes me.” Lo glares, but coming back from seeing my dad, his glare is a welcomed sight. There is no bullshit beneath, and I’m not wondering if he’s lying to me. “We’re not friends,” he reminds me. “I was just stating a fact, Xander’s dad.” “Does Luna know?” His eyes ping to me, then back to the road. He’s still glaring. “I’m pretty positive she knows she loves me.” His eyes lacerate me. I try not to laugh and piss him off more.
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