Reilley's POV
What in a bloody hell is he doing in here?! My round eyes landed on Trevor who looks pretty unhappy about what he's seeing right now. This is not what I'm expecting to happen.
"Oh! The son of Governor Ardiante is here too. Please, come inside!" Mom chirped. I cupped my face frustratedly. Mom will surely like him very much. Argh! What kind of cigarette did he inhaled this time to come all the way in here?
Deavon was about to walk past me when I grabbed his arm. "W—Wait! Can I have a word with you?" I asked desperately. He arched his brows.
"Sure."
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"Why are you in here?!" I asked hysterically. He's just staring at me blankly with both of his hands in his pockets. "Are you insane? You can't just come to my place and act like we're good friends because we're not!"
I don't even know how to describe the volume of my voice right now. I'm screaming, but silently. We're just here on our little shop and Mom will hear me if I scream on this devil that's why I'm trying to minim