Jennifer L. Armentrout Quote
You’re hard to talk to, Zayne said after a moment.Offended, I glared at him. No, I’m not.Okay, let me rephrase that. You’re argumentative.No, I’m not.Zayne stared at me, as if me arguing with him just then was proof enough of what he claimed.It sort of proof of what he claimed, and that irritated me.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
You’re hard to talk to, Zayne said after a moment.Offended, I glared at him. No, I’m not.Okay, let me rephrase that. You’re argumentative.No, I’m not.Zayne stared at me, as if me arguing with him just then was proof enough of what he claimed.It sort of proof of what he claimed, and that irritated me.
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