“Instead of being an asshole and staring at my breasts, can you lend me your jacket? Because I really want to get this cake and send my brother, your best friend, off in style before he leaves the country.” My words hung in the air while I clapped a hand over my mouth, horrified. Did I just utter the word breasts to Alex Volkov and accuse him of ogling me? And call him an asshole?
Freaking love Ava
