Kayla Santino.

The guy Rico, stretches his hand forward for a handshake, but I just stare at him blankly.

He has a wide smirk on his face, making me wonder what is so amusing. This is what I was talking about. Secrets.

"Let's get you out of here," Carl mumbles, about to touch me, but I move away before he can.

" You do not touch me," I warn through clenched teeth. What makes him think he's free to touch me when he's been with countless bitches.

And I don't like being kept in the dark, ...