Page 35 of Desire

Kylie leaned forward, casting her energy atJasper as if it were an electrical rod. “Oh no, you’re certainly the tiger, but one day, you will get caught, skinned, and worn like last year’s Gucci.”

I pressed my fingers against my lips.Shit, did she just say that to Jasper Christmas?It was one reason why I loved Kylie so much, even if her words were reckless. Luckily for her, Jasper was grinning in an amused way rather than a spitefulmanner.

“Let’s hope so, Miss Roberson,” he said. “I certainly wouldn’t mind being last year’s Gucci.”

Everyone laughed except Dave and me. Jasper had just agreed that he hoped he would be skinned alive, which was synonymous with being dead. I couldn’t bear the thought of him no longer being alive.

Dave glared at Kylie as if he had a corncob stuck up his ass. It was clear thathe wanted to fire Kylie ten seconds ago.

However, Jasper touched Dave on the shoulder and said, “Please don’t hold our banter against us, Dave. Miss Roberson holds truth to power. BCN needs her. Plus, she’s hosting our new show.”

My jaw dropped. “Our?”

Rachel’s eyes expanded. “Our?”

Kylie jutted her neck forward. “Our?”