“Just sick of Phoenix aiming evil eyes at the back of my head for hours on end. I swear he’s plotting murder back there. Simply looking for the right opportunity to act.” Theo snorts, amusement evident in his tone when he asks, “I take it things between the two of you didn’t end well, then?” The question catches me off guard, and my brows clash together. “End well?” “At the Kappa Sig party?” When I don’t acknowledge what he says, he lets out a laugh and shakes his head. “Man, you really need to start keeping a log of the people you sleep with if they’re starting to run together this badly.”
