#Chapter63
Definition of Hot-02
/"Thank you. I’m not a good cook, but I can try something from scratch./"
/"Guys love good food./" Keene winked at me.
/"And a lush,/" Clyve agreed, feeling my face flush.
/"I can make an awesome breakfast, man./"
Clyve looked at him. /"Really? Well, all I can do is make a green smoothie./"
Keene crunched his nose. /"You drink those?/"
/"Yeah, it’s actually good and refreshing./"
/"I’m sorry, but I can’t imagine drinking blended green leafy vegetables./"
Clyve burst into laughter, shaking his head. He actually laughed—a boisterous laugh. I noticed a barely noticeable crook on his nose. It must have been broken once. Crap! How the hell did I notice everything about him? Even his freaking nose.
