Cassian could have sworn he was hearing things. "Who?"
"My crush!" I gushed, still all bashful and fluttery. "You know, that cute guy who bought me a lollipop outside the convenience store last week. I swear, he's drop-dead gorgeous."
The punk's eyes went wide as saucers. He shook his head frantically, splattering blood from his nose all over the floor.
Before my eyes, Cassian's face shifted from ashen to a thunderous scowl.
He sucked in a breath so deep it looked like he was wrestling a volcano down. Then he strode over and ripped the tape clean off the punk's mouth.
"Spare me, boss!" the punk shrieked, blubbering with snot and tears. "I never messed with her! I don't even know this little monster! Last week, that lollipop—she straight-up snatched it from me!"
Cassian turned to me w
