But then, his lips pulled into a mocking smile, bitterness lacing the edges of his expression. He scoffed quietly, withdrawing his strength as he sighed, "Whatever."
Clyde released him, though a flicker of confusion clouded his chiseled face as he pulled away, his brows furrowing tightly in suspicion. "I thought you were going to make me regret crossing the line."
The guy let out an exasperated sigh, the tension in his voice barely concealed. "I'd love to," he muttered, his tone laced with frustration. "But since we're allies, I guess I'll just put up with your bullshit for now."
The word ally landed heavily on Clyde's heart, stirring something he hadn't felt in a long time.
It was as though a fire had sparked inside his frozen chest, burning through the layers of detachment he had worn like armor for so long.
