Quinn and Belle understood right away and left me with Nixon. Though Quinn was a bit reluctant. She was giving Nixon the stinky eyes. He only brushed it off with a smile before bringing me to a quieter place.
“I admire the fact that you have loyal friends.” He was starting a conversation to obviously gain my attention but I remained silent and just followed where he wanted to talk. “I noticed Quinn giving a look not to mess with you.” He forced a chuckle.
I stopped. He followed suit. “If you want to talk here, the floor is yours.”
“Kur-”
“Kura.” I stiffened, hearing the new voice. I slowly whirled around to the source.
Shit.
There he was. In all his glory. Scowling.
“You know someday that eyebrow will be the bridge of your modern world.” I teased sarcastically.
