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.

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

away, but he still managed to pat my head, like I was some lost puppy.

back, shrinking against the wall. "What

the point? Even if I did, by the time

guy's mercy.

think?" Hernan said, grinning, like this whole thing was some kind

feel sinister. He just kept smiling, like he was actually having a good time, and it threw me off. I found myself snapping back,

laugh, like I'd just told him the best joke. "How old

Cute?

coming off as helpless,

got here, I was thinking, 'If I have to deal with some boring, ugly hostage, 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 way more entertaining than I expected." He reached out his hand again. "Come

was going to pull me up, to take

that easy to intimidate. No way

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

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