Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 558

Sometimes people just... zone out. And right now, that was me.

Normally, I'd be halfway to the door by now, maybe screaming a little. But instead, I just sat there, curled up on the floor, blinking up at him and asking who he was.

"Feeling heartbroken, are we?" he asked. His face was intense-chiseled jaw, deep-set eyes, high cheekbones. He looked like someone straight out of a movie, and apparently, he could see right through

1. me.

"Who are you?" I asked again, still dazed.

Then, like a lightbulb flicking on, I remembered what Jace had told me about the leader of Quartz Cue.

Only, I'd imagined someone totally different-rough, kinda brutal-looking, like Thorsten. But this guy? He was almost elegant, in that rugged, model-like way.

If I'd seen him on the street, I'd probably think he was a Calvin Klein ad or something.

Jace had said something about the leader of Quartz Cue being injured, sol squinted, looking him over. But I didn't see any scars or bandages. Just... a ridiculously good-looking face. "My name is Hernátor Skye," he said, leaning closer. And that's when I realized

managed to

back, shrinking against the

scream. What would be the point? Even if I did, by the time

guy's mercy.

Hernan said, grinning, like this whole

feel sinister. He just kept smiling, like he was actually having a good time, and it threw me off. I found myself snapping back, like a bratty kid. "You're here to capture

laugh, like I'd just told him the best joke. "How old are you, anyway? How can you

Cute?

I was coming off as helpless, but that just

where am I gonna stash her? But now," he said, giving me an amused once-over, "I can see I won't have to. You're cute and

pull me up, to take me with

intimidate. No way

this hotel," I said, trying to sound more confident than I

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