“f**k no!” she spat out.
What had he done wrong? She was glaring at him with murder in her eyes. OK, she hated him, but they were supposed to be civilized, correct? When someone says 'Let's go get something to eat,' the other doesn't reply, “f**k no!” and looks like that.
Her response stung. "Hey, language!" he told her right away.
"Hey, brain!" she shot back.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Luca wanted to know.
"If you had any, you wouldn't ask!" Christmas snapped.
It was going to be an awful ride. They would definitely fight all the way, especially without the kitten. He would say nothing more — for now at least.
They reached the car and Luca unlocked it. He sat in the driver's seat. She wouldn't expect him to open the door for her now, after what she had said, right? He sa
