“I wouldn’t kiss any of these idiots either,” Wendy cuts in suddenly, laughing as she gestures around the room. Then she points at Kaz beside her. “Except my man right here, obviously.”
Kaz looks deeply pleased with himself but my attention is already back on Layla.
And now I’m thinking things I absolutely should not be thinking.
Does she think about our kisses afterward?
Does she feel anything when we kiss or is it all just fake mate obligation to her?
I’m not trying to sound arrogant. Zyrax already carries enough ego for the both of us. But attraction is usually easy to spot around me. Women flirt, they hint, and they lean closer than necessary.
Layla does none of that. Or worse, she does all of it and then immediately ruins the moment by acting like it was an accident she regrets
