Chapter 257 Wish, Granted
- Dimitri’s pretty, sly eyes drifted over Reilly Schulze. He rested both hands on the table, fingers tapping a crisp rhythm on the surface.
- He snorted a laugh, waved a hand in front of Reilly Schulze’s stern face, and his voice slid back into that joking tone he’d started with.
- “Look at you. Seriously, why so stiff all of a sudden? I’m joking.”