But instead of believing her, the man’s lips curled even colder.
“It’s best that way.”
The four words were calm, distant, and sharp enough to slice through Hazel’s half-relaxed posture. She blinked, then instinctively leaned back into her seat, crossing her arms.
“Don’t worry,” she added quickly, a little defensive now. “I don’t like older men, and being handsome doesn’t work either.”
The air inside the car seemed to freeze instantly.
The temperature dropped so abruptly that even Hazel felt it. The man beside her turned a few shades darker, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly.
“I’m not interested in kids.”
His tone was flat. Final.
Hazel’s eyes widened.
“I told you, I’m not a kid…”
“HazeI.”
Her name was spoken with warning.
Hazel was about to snap back when a sickly sweet v
