Anna Willow and Iris Kensington quickly lost their composure. The genius 'cousin' picked up a pork rib for Holly, carefully brushing the few scallions off the top and into his own bowl.
Now *that* was some serious boyfriend energy.
Iris Kensington couldn't help but whisper to Anna Willow, "Am I crazy, or is there something going on between Holly and her 'cousin'? My moral compass must be totally broken."
"It's normal, totally normal. Your principles are just following his pretty face. Now, picture Clark York's face on him instead. Still feel the same way?" Anna Willow licked her spoon and blinked.
Iris Kensington shuddered. The thought of Clark York sent a wave of revulsion through her, and she frantically shook her head.
'Feel the same way? I'd be lucky if I didn't throw up.'
The two of them thought they were whispering, but Holly Winslow and Mortimer Quincy heard every single word.
Holly Winslow: "..."
