Razor noticed. “You know him,” he said, narrowing his eyes.
I nodded.
He arched a brow. “Hmm…know him or know-know him?”
“That’s none of your business,” I snapped.
Oh, alright,” I conceded. “But if you try something, I swear I’ll use my pet dagger to cut off—”
“I said I’d behave! Though, you’re making it kinda hard to be good with all that talk of wanting to have your way with me.”
I released my grip on his neck and smacked the top of his head.
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