Lizzy's POV
His eyes crinkled as he gazed at me, startled that I had managed to make him move.
“Son of a b***h?” His lips curled into a lopsided smile.
Great, he didn't like being called that either, so it ought to serve as a warning to deter him from calling me names if there would ever be a next time.
“You should be glad, collateral.” He dusted his jacket, careful enough not to look at me while doing so until he was done.
“That I am in a good mood, or you might not have liked the outcome.” I shook my head, holding back the laughter that attempted to slip out of my throat.
“What would you have done?” I retorted, bridging the gap further while getting ready for a fight.
People were beginning to gather; eyes stared briefly before their steps quickened as they walked away.
“Hey,
