Margot POV
I had always considered myself a reasonably well-mannered person.
Which was probably the only thing stopping me from telling Arian exactly what I thought of him.
I swallowed the curse that was already on the tip of my tongue.
“I already told you. Go find someone in your weight class. Why lower yourself just to entertain yourself at my expense?”
Arian gave a small shrug.
“We're not at the point where we can go at each other head-on yet. All's fair in war, right? Besides, what do you expect? He was born eight months before me.”
“Just eight months. And somehow, when he was born, the family stars aligned. By the time I came along, apparently it was more like a blessing in disguise.”
“Your family drama has nothing to do with me. Aren't you worried I'll tell Rhett Vanderbilt y
