CHAPTER NINETEEN
JEALOUS
THEO’S POV
Why is she laughing like that at his jokes? What’s so goddamn funny about a story where he spills a can of soda on his jacket when he was thirteen? That’s not even a good anecdote. I could out-funny that guy in my sleep. So why the hell is Amber throwing her head back like she’s never heard anything so hilarious in her life?
“Yeah, why the f**k is she laughing? He’s not even funny,” Blaze grumbles in my head, and for once, I completely agree with him. We’re both staring across the room at Amber, standing just outside the grand entrance of the ballroom, with some unfamiliar guy who for some reason makes me uncomfortable. Who the f**k is he even? Believe me, I would’ve noticed him if he was local.
“Quit it,” Mateo hisses, jabbing me in the ribs.
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