Finnegan
I don't think I have seen anything more fucking annoying than Huntington laughing his head off like a hyena.
His neck rocked backwards, his matted hair flailing slightly from the rough movements his head was making that I was so tempted to smash the class and hit him straight on the neck.
"I asked a simple question,"
"Oh man," he cackled, slapping his palm on the table repeatedly. "So Abby got to you too?! Oh, man,"
"What is that supposed to mean?" My face creased in an angry frown, my heartbeat pounding hard.
He tilted his head, his eyes wide with mirth. "Funny, isn't it? She played you just like she played me." His mouth curved up in a mischievous smile. "I know her dirty secrets,Wolfe. Every single one. And they're all yours the moment you sign my release."
"I am not interested in Miss Kellerman's secrets. I asked a simple question," I bit out, straightening my jacket.
