[Leo’s POV]
“Nice work,” I announce, keeping my look of nonchalance in place. “Did you get the shot you were hoping for, Grayson?”
When I reach the man in question, I peer around him to watch my songbird and that blue-haired bastard kiss once again. It made my blood boil, and I wanted to smash the f*****g camera, but I had to keep it together.
“Well,” Grayson murmurs, looking toward where my songbird and the bastard stand, locked in a heated conversation. “It wasn’t what I was after, but I think this will work.”
As he speaks, he lets his gaze travel in the same direction as mine and then comes to rest on my songbird. I don’t miss the look of hunger that suddenly flashes in his eyes while they slowly travel up and down her body.
“Don’t even think about it,” I warn, drawing his attentio
