He didn’t just say that.
I target the asshole’s face with the basketball. He catches it. “Woah! Watch it, dude. I could have lost my teeth.” He gets off the bed.
He’s deliberately trying to provoke me. I can see it in his eyes.
“Tell me you didn’t mean that,” I snarl.
“Why? Because it’s your precious, Mishti?”
I glare at him but don’t say anything.
He walks over to me. I’m glad that I’m taller. I stare him down.
He says, “It’s kind of satisfying to make out with the girl whom great Vikram Sethi wants but can’t have.”
I catch him by the collar and push him to the wall. “You mean you’re with her just because you’re playing some kind of sick game with me?”
“You said that, not me. Dating her is not a hardship either. I mentioned the perks, didn’t I?”
I raise my hand to punch him.
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