~ SASHA ~
"But…" Sasha breathed. "But you're the ten. I'm the seven."
Zev blinked. Her expression was so tortured he'd expected… well, not that. "Sash… I don't understand?"
Sasha rolled her eyes and pushed both hands back through her hair. "Sorry, sorry. It's a stupid thing from when we were kids."
"What thing?"
