“Could have guessed it,” Orion says with a sigh, moving his gaze away from Anton and back to me. “You hear it all the time with these first loves – they get the girls young, get them wrapped up in a promise –“
“Hey!” I gasp, utterly offended. “Blythe is not like that –“
“Oh, that is precisely what happened,” Anton murmurs, leaning back against the chest of drawers behind him. “He’s a real kiss-ass, that one, and uncannily good at figuring out what people want to hear –“
“Good looking too?” Orion asks, curious.
Anton nods deeply, his eyebrows going up. “Real movie-star looks – but like, annoyingly so, like too perfect? No personality in them?”
“Yeah,” Orion says, nodding, “I get what you mean. A guy needs a certain –“
“Okay, I’m finished with this!” I shout, sitting straight and glar
