Page 111 of Rejected By the Shifter King

Anastasia gulps, and I’m even more convinced this time.

I lower my voice, asking, “Is it your first love—”

Ouch!

Did she just kick me under the table?

And hard enough to make me wonder if she’s the stuntwoman between us, too!

“I was just worried,” I protest. “I know you’ve been avoiding Stef—”

Anastasia kicks me again, but this time, it’s her turn to whisper—

“It’syourfirst love, not mine!”

What does she mean—

No.

Oh no.

Please don’t let it be—

“Is that what I am, Samira?”

Ah, crap, I’m doomed.

I turn around, and of course itishim.

Hexius.

Who’snotsupposed to be here, so how in the world—

“Am I your first love?”

Oh, who cares about how a non-member like him managed to enter the preters’ version of United Nations?

I jerk to my feet when he takes another step toward me. “No, you’re not.”

“Your roommate seems to think otherwise.”

“My roommate’s a hopeless romantic!”

Anastasia chokes.

Sorry, Tas.

Hexius, however, doesn’t even smile. “I told you to stay and wait for me.”

Oh, the gall of this man!

“Sorry to disappoint,” I manage to say steadily even though I’m just dying to give him a swift, hard kicka la Anastasia.“I didn’t feel like playing the third wheel.”

“You were never—”

“Ha!”

Some of the people around us actually gasp at the way I’ve cut him off, and I feel horribly mean the moment I hear them. I know I’m being rude, but—