“And then?”
His expression softens unexpectedly.
“Then they start paying attention to your school again.”
The words hit harder than they should.
Because beneath all the flirting and teasing and ridiculousness...
He's trying to help.
For me.
For the school.
For the kids.
And that's a lot harder to dismiss.
Which is probably why, when he flashes that crooked smile again, I don't tell him no right away.
And judging by the look on his face?
Kai Montego notices.
Five
Kai
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”
Ego's voice follows me into my bedroom as I yank open another drawer.
“Nope.”
I toss a black t-shirt onto the bed.
Then immediately pick it back up.
Then throw it onto the floor.
Not church appropriate.
Probably.
The shirt has a skull wearing sunglasses and holding two assault rifles.
Okay.
Definitely not church appropriate.
“What about this?”
I hold up a faded concert shirt.
Ego stares at it.
Then at me.
