“No can do, Kellan. You see…,” he paused, ensuring I absorbed every word. His milk mustache leered at me. “April belongs with me, so you can run along and find yourself a nice, pretty country girl to marry and make average-looking babies with.”
I would not let him get to me. I had bigger priorities. Fox was a bully. Although I'd felt bad for what'd happened to him as a child, it wasn't an excuse for his insolence. He'd burden April with everything I said and did. I trusted April. She almost told me she loved me. Fox's unexpected arrival wouldn't change that fact. Right? Yes. Yes, I convinced myself. “Before you leave, answer one question.”
“What's that?” Fox wiped a chalky white stain from his upper lip and opened a cabinet door in search of something to accompany the milk. After fiddlin
