"Why didn't you scream when you were being beaten earlier? You seemed pretty tough then. What's all this shouting about now?" Hayes Simmons said with a dark expression, both angry and worried. "Knox, be honest with me. Why are you defending Scarlett Yates like this? Don't tell me you two have a deep friendship, because from start to finish, you've barely had any contact with her."
Knox Simmons glanced at him sideways, "Who told you that Scarlett and I are just friends?"
"Not friends?" Hayes furrowed his brows even tighter, his face hardened, and his expression turned serious at once. "Knox, do you like Scarlett Yates?"
Knox grinned without a sound, neither admitting nor denying it.
