Page 404 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Busy.”

Elliot’s attention moved to the blood.

“Whose?”

Nathan looked down.

“Not mine.”

The answer came too casually. Elliot’s pulse sharpened.

“Ronan.”

Nathan tilted his head.

“What about him?”

Elliot moved. Bell caught him. Nathan laughed.

“There.”

“Where is he?”

“Saint was right.”

“Where is Ronan?”

Nathan’s expression brightened.

“You really do stop thinking when it’s him.”

Elliot’s entire body tightened. Bell stepped closer.

“Nathan, back away.”

Nathan ignored him.

“You were always better than me.”

Elliot stared.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Saint told you that.”

Nathan’s smile faltered. Tiny. Good. Elliot continued.

“Didn’t they?”

Silence. Bell looked between them. Elliot stepped forward. Nathan did not retreat.

“They told you I was special.”

Nathan’s jaw tightened.

“Shut up.”