The next morning, I stretched and took a quick shower. I dressed in a pair or baggy gray sweatpants and a loose-fitting black t-shirt. I walked down the curved staircase and into the kitchen. The room was bright with sunlight. Elias was already there with food.

"Morning, sweet cakes," he smiled

"Sweet cakes?" I asked, weirded-out.

"Honey bun?" he tried again.

I shook my head.

"Cupcake?"

"No."

"Sweetheart."

"No."

"Princess."

"No."

really gunning

said in frustration, sitting at the bar. "Nova will

You can call me that as well," he said, setting a plate

"No," I replied.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No-"

someone said, entering the

black hair and grey eyes like Elias. The only difference being that Taylor looked like a younger beefcake version with shorter hair.

even harder. I meant to

brother, Taylor," Elias said. I smiled

Uzeo si djevojku, zar ne? (Croatian: You took the

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