WILLOW
Theo’s jealous but oddly, I don’t feel good about it. Not because I care about him.
Something about the look in his eyes rubs me off the wrong way and of course, I don’t trust him enough to put myself in a position to be dared by him, so I go with the safer option.
“Truth.”
He smiles. “Why? You scared I’m gonna dare you to kiss me with those same lips you used to kiss him?”
“Theo!” Tessa sounds aghast. “What do you think you’re doing?”
As usual, he ignores her. Eyes on me. I force myself to hold his eyes.
“Can we get this over with already?” I fake a bored look. “Ask your question or forfeit and drink.”
He smiles and I see it— something dark glinting in his eyes.
Revenge.
“He hasn’t told you, has he?” He nods towards Aiden. “About his dark, horrid past.”
“What?”
“Isabe
