Miles Sherman didn't deny it. "Mm."
Aaron Xavier froze for a second at that answer, then deliberately raised his voice. "Zoe, did you hear that? I've fallen out of favor. You're Miles's favorite now."
How could Zoe Pierce not have heard it? That "Mm" from Miles wasn't his usual breathy murmur; it was a firm, resonant sound that was impossible to ignore.
It was as if he were making a declaration.
And Aaron's words only served to emphasize it.
Zoe Pierce flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger, turning to snap, "Oh, shut up."
It wasn't enough for him to tease her, now he had to drag someone else into it.
This version of Aaron Xavier was nothing like the well-behaved boy he was when they were alone.
Aaron felt a little helpless. Zoe hadn't even caught the subtext of his words.
Miles was so obviously protective of her, and he had clearly calculated the timing and understood what was happening.
