Page 96 of Signed, I'm Yours!
“I must be a hot blazing red flag.”
I shake his head gently to refocus his attention on my face and smirk.
“You’re the furthest from a red flag I’ve ever seen. You might not be a green flag, but you’re definitely in the viridescent family. Okay?”
“Viri-what?” He frowns.
I laugh and tap his cheek a couple of times. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.”
His frown intensifies.
“Did you just call me dumb?”
“I would never.” I burst into laughter.
Seojun slaps my chest, but all that achieves is getting him back in my arms and my lips against his.
I may have never pictured myself with a guy before, but I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone else now. He’s the whole package. Beauty, brawn, personality, and a kind heart. Buried under heaps of pink designer clothes and insecurities masked as confidence.
I simply can’t wait to get to know him better when all this is over.
“We need to find Kevin.” If there’s any chance of that happening, I need to find out if Paper Trail is a danger to Seojun. To us all.
“Right.” Seojun nods and combs the apartment for his phone. “Damn it, where did I?—”
He opens the guest bedroom door where he finds his phone. And also Kevin, curled up in a fetal position on the bed on top of the comforter.
“Kevin! Get up.” Seojun walks up to him and tugs at his sweater.
He doesn’t stop shouting his name until the old-looking young man stirs and blinks at us.
“Mr. Sinister?” he croaks.
“Drop the act, Paper Trail. I know who you are.”
I step behind Seojun and touch his shoulder.
“What do you mean, Mr. Sinister? You know who I am. I’m Kevin.”
“Oh yeah. And who else?”
Kevin grimaces.
“I don’t understand.”
“That’s okay. I understand. I understand you’re a murderer.”
“Me? A murderer? I would never!”
“Then how do you explain every location the Pulverizer has struck being wrapped in red tape? How do you explain the towers of paperwork that make it impossible to find out who owns them?”
Kevin opens his mouth and then closes it.
“Nothing to say, huh? After all the people you killed, you have nothing?—”
“I didn’t kill anyone. Have you seen me? I can barely lift my legs.”
“Then how do you explain?—”
