Nico glared at me and I huffed. “Late as fucking always.” He pulled out his phone, undoubtedly about to send her his one thousandth text message to hurry the fuck up. When the elevator dinged and the doors opened, revealing a fully decked out Rae. “I’d say sorry I’m late, but we all know that would be bullshit.” Her lips were twisted up in a sinister smile as she watched the muscle in Nico’s jaw tick. Fuck, it was hot when she pissed him off like that.
