The words ripple through Scorpius" stomach like a wave of nausea. He can't stop the image of Avery flashing through his mind, staring at his own hand in shock after brushing Scorpius" hair out his face. How mortified Avery felt that he had to laugh when he approached him with his boyish body. He didn't get angry, as Scorpius would expect from a person who wanted to do him harm. Well, at least something far worse than stealing his man.