Holly Winslow: "..."
She waved to Valerie Walsh and the others. "Val, I'm going to eat with Mortimer."
"Okay." Valerie smiled sweetly, then waved and left.
Pantheon's expression was complicated. 'A girl's feelings are truly impossible to figure out.'
'Rivals in love can become good friends.'
'A woman's heart is as deep as the ocean.'
He really couldn't hold back and sidled over. "Cou—"
Before the "-sin" could leave his lips, a large hand shoved him away. Scholar Quincy's signature cold voice followed, "Get that dog head of yours away from me."
Pantheon: "..."
Zeke Zane and the others laughed shamelessly.
Pantheon stood a little farther away. "Cousin, are all you girls impossible to figure out?"
Holly: "..."
"A single guy wouldn't get it."
Mortimer raised a brow faintly, then kicked the motionless Pantheon, who seemed to have been hit hard by the "single guy" jab. "Go get in line," he added.
The single guy, Pantheon: "..."
