BIANCA'S POV
Carlos, in any case, seemed a bit humiliated. I raised an eyebrow when I glanced back at him and saw him becoming flushed marginally, staying away from my look. The bashfulness caused him to appear to be more youthful, however the response felt so awkward on this accomplished man's face.
I didn't need to ponder for long what had caused his change in state of mind.
"Fletcher is the guy with brains. He does bookkeeping and purchases for the pack, I would never work with papers and numbers as he does. I'm not a smart ass as he is."
I shook my head, making my hair drop out of my bun. Carlos hand directed a strand of my dark colored hair behind my ear. He waited close to my cheek yet didn't contact me. I felt a feeling of misfortune, as though I was feeling the loss o
