“Ex—Excuse me?!” Kayla shouted back, putting her hands on her hips. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly as she tried to find the right words, but unfortunately, no good comebacks came to mind. “What do you mean ‘I’m a complete moron’?!”
“Did you honestly think you could photograph me without my consent and get away with it? Hand it over.” His hand was outstretched, face in an unreadable mask.


