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Dammit, why couldn’t I stop thinking about him? Now was so not the time.

“Aurum, this is my... friend, Billy,” Saffron said.

I wasn’t a fan of the suspicious pause before the word ‘friend’. I nodded stiffly at the guy.

“Oh, wow,” Billy said with a smug grin, eyeing me up and down. “You really are twins, huh? I love that.”

The skeeze factor of this guy was off the charts. I mentally added Saffron’s phone to my list of items to burn, right after the rest of Mylo’s badly fitted clothes.

“Can we talk now?” I asked Saffron.

He looked a bit disappointed that I didn’t want to stay and chat with good old Billy, but his curiosity got the best of him.

“Okay, I’ll call you back later,” he said to Billy.

Billy winked. “Miss you already, Saffy.”

Fucking gag.

Saffron giggled, waved goodbye, then finally hung up. He placed the phone down with a wistful sigh.

“Isn’t he great?” he asked.

“Uh... sure,” I said. “Does he always talk to you like that?”

Saffron smiled. “Yeah. He’s so sweet.”

I raised a brow. There was nothing sweet about that conversation. Billy sounded thirsty as fuck, and it came off as creepy, not cute.

“Should I be worried?” I asked.

Saffron blinked, startled. “About what?”

I couldn’t articulate why Billy bothered me so much. It wasn’tjustthat Saffron spent more time with him than me. Sure, I was selfish when it came to Saffron, but something rubbed me the wrong way about that guy.

“Is he a shifter?” I asked.

Saffron hesitated. “No. He’s human.” He shot me a defensive glare. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“No.”

“Then why are you annoyed at him?”

I grimaced. Of course Saffron noticed. I couldn’t hide my feelings from the person who knew me better than anyone.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “Maybe because he looks at you like a piece of meat.”

Saffron frowned. “He does not. Billy cares about me. You just don’t know him yet.”

Yet?Did Saffron expect me to buddy up to this guy? I’d rather shove sandpaper up my ass.

“If you say so,” I conceded, though I didn’t believe it. I mostly wanted to change the subject before Saffron got upset with me.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and sniffed me. “Hold on. You smell different.” He gasped. “Did you fuck that ferret?”

I snorted at his word choice. “No. But we did... do stuff.”

Saffron’s jaw dropped. The information stunned him for a few beats. “Wow,” he finally said. “I’m speechless.”