“Adeline,” my cousin—the most dangerous person I know—smiled brightly at my girl.
My Adeline was falling for the gentle smile of that psycho, Theo.
“Adeline. What a lovely name. Would it be alright if I called you Addie?”
I used to think only women used that high-pitched, feigning voice, but this bastard seemingly has a dozen different voices for his acts.
“Please don’t. Just call me Adeline.”
“Oh, well, if that’s what you prefer. Shall we go then, little brother? Oh, I nearly forgot to mention—I’m Caleb’s cousin.” I truly loathed his smile. What was he so damn happy about?
“Are you going to talk all day? If we’re going, let's go. I want to go home as soon as I'm done eating,” I interrupted, as Theo seemed to be catching his second wind.
“What’s the rush? You seemed so relaxed earli
