Jennifer

Trinity Lynn Marrow!” Misha called out. “I swear to Jesus, girl, when I get my hands on you...”

Drawing up short, I closed my eyes.

“I’ll admit I didn’t expect to find out that soon.” Wry humor dripped from Zayne tone.

Trinity Lynn Marrow!” Misha called out. “I swear to Jesus, girl, when I get my hands on you...”

Drawing up short, I closed my eyes.

“I’ll admit I didn’t expect to find out that soon.” Wry humor dripped from Zayne tone.

my God! I sidestepped Mischa and glared at the blond Warden. “I swung on you because—”

“I walked up behind you? I’m sorry. I’ll try not to do that again,” he replied, and even though I couldn’t see his face, I heard the smile in his voice.

“Oh, I don’t know. How about when you got mad and hid in the Great Hall for an entire day, causing everyone to believe you were missing? And then when you were found, you were, like, ‘I didn’t do anything wrong.’”

And what about the time you fell off the roof and then I got blamed for it? That was, like, a month ago.”

“He went ahead to get Thierry. I have no idea where a hospital is in this place. If I did, that’s where your ass would be.”

It beats you bitching about me bleeding on you.”

“You’re so...annoying.”

I glared back at him. “I hope I stained your clothes

Zayne leaned in, and when he spoke, his voice was so low. “I feel like...like we’ve met before,” he said, and I vaguely became aware of Matthew’s fingers stilling. “I felt that way the first time we spoke, but we haven’t. I would’ve remembered.”

I also barely got any sleep last night and, unlike you, I didn’t have a comfortable leg to nap on,

And what is that?” Frustrated, I crossed my arms. “Do each other’s hair and try out face masks?”
“Oh, will you braid my hair for me?