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After what felt like a thousand years, Layla finally turned toward me, her amber eyes settling on mine. "I don't know why you would assume I was in trouble simply because I'm dating Mato. But I can assure you, I'm in no trouble at all."ย
ย From the corner of my eye, I noticed her flick her nails as her palm lay on the bar. Dead giveaway.ย
ย "You expect me to believe that?"ย
ย She flicked a strand of her hair back. "I don't expect anything from you." Her gaze moved to where Mato was standing with a crowd of men. More flicking of her nails.ย
ย I cocked a brow. "You're afraid of him."ย
ย She looked back at me. "What? No. Of course not."ย
ย "Then why do you look nervous?"ย
