Sireen’s POV
“Damn. She literally begged you. So what did you tell her?” Camilla asks, eyes wide with interest and ears perking up as she crosses her arms under her legendary boobs, causing my eyes to stray there.
I suck my bottom lip between my teeth as I think back to my interaction with Elowen yesterday. “She didn’t beg,” I say and stand upright, taking a step away from the entrance door of the class for someone to pass through where Camilla and I are standing chatting. “She needs it just as much as I do, I guess, so I told her I was going to think about it.”
“This is messy.” Camilla drags the word out, adding more strain to the tension I’m already in.
Even if I already know, I still ask. “Why do you say that?”
Camilla untucks her hands to gesticulate as she explains. “It’s Trevor’
