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“Maybe she doesn’t like boys.”
Boey glared. He hadn’t minded - much - when that prettyboy archer first sat down beside him. But, then he opened his mouth.
“Men,” Leon corrected. “She might like women instead.”
“That’s . . .” Boey couldn’t say, ‘absurd.’ The girls had secrets. But, girls didn’t fall in love with other girls, did they?
“. . . one untested theory,” Leon finished for him.
“I’m pathetic,” Boey groaned.
“Hmmm.” Leon eyed that hulk, Valbar. Then, he looked Boey up and down. “I’ve heard that misery loves company.”
“I’ve heard that too.” Boey wasn’t used to being flirted with. “I’ve never . . .”
“Tested that theory?”