My caramel eyes, full eyebrows, pointed nose, perfect white body, curved thin pink lips and sharp features weren’t everyone’s style.
“You still have feelings for her, don’t you?” I asked, watching the waves. We both focused on the waters.
“Isn’t it funny how we almost have the same features but different f*****g personalities?”
Gifford is hard to read though. It took me months, no, a year, to know how he thinks. His response to my question was a yes and no. He’s talking about us having the same feeling for an Omega and wanting different things in life.
“Not funny, though. Surprisingly, it seems the right word to put it.” I blew on my cigarette.
My response meant he was right. If only we could get what we want, how perfect would our lives be?
“I agree.” He chuckles. Scratched his el
