C148 Chapter 148

Got you looking like someone stole your lunch money?” Jonathon asked as Declan slid into the booth.

“Fuck you, arsehole,” Declan said trying for casual but probably sounding more like an angry bear.

“It must be serious. Did the interest on your trust fund take a nose-dive?”

“Stop being a dick,” Declan growled. He was in a pissy mood. He had been for two days