“I have a theory,” Ray said. something in his voice made Alec look over into his deep brown eyes, nearly black in the twilight. “You want to hear it?”
Alec couldn’t speak just then. Ray’s face was haloed by the faint lighting of the MantaRay suit, his expression almost wistful, all of his attention directly on Alec. He was beautiful, with wide features, a subtle smile, and a mysterious scar running down the side of his face. Alec thought of kissing him then, just to relieve the pressure that seemed to be building inside him, but instead he nodded, waiting for Ray to continue.
“We’re supervillains, right?” Ray asked.
There was really no point in Alec responding, so he just waited.
“It means we’re addicted to losing. That’s, like, the whole point. You want to win, you become a hero. Beca
