Chapter 8

“What do you want?” Johan pulled the door open and crossed his arms against his chest with a petulant look on his face.

“I didn’t mean to speak to you like that, I was just frustrated about…” He trailed off and pushed a thumb over his shoulder at Imani. “…You know.”

Johan looked over Kaito’s shoulder, sizing Imani up. “She is good looking.”

A smug grin crawled up his face and Kaito rolled his eyes.

“But her tongue isn’t.” Kaito takes.

“She s—” Johan’s eyes snapped at Kaito’s face. “—What, you guys kissed?!”

“No. Get your head out of the gutters, Johan!” Kaito left a faint punch on Juhan’s shoulder. “I meant to say she’s harsh and would win accolades for being annoying.”

“I’m sure she’s not that bad. So what did you say you were stuck with?” Johan asked, then stepped aside, giving Kaito room to walk in. “Want to come in for a cup of coffee?”

“Yes.” Kaito stepped into Johan’s house and the hair on his nape stood due to how chilly it was.