“Your cookies are burnt,” he snaps at Ryke, breaking my gaze. Wait, come back. Ryke detaches from Daisy in an instant. “Fuck,” he curses and checks the tray on the stove. His brows pinch. “They look fine to me.” He flips one over, the bottom light brown. “My bad,” Lo says dryly. I open my mouth to call him over, but his back suddenly spins, like he’s icing me out. My heart lurches. Turn around. I need to know I didn’t upset him…or offend him. I usually have the best read on Lo, and I have no superpowers of mental persuasion or any magic like Connor. I am too much of a squib to fix this. Turn
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stop it. he already feels angry and out-of-control with the rumors regarding ryke.....
