AMARIS’S POV
“So,” Kade drawled, stretching his arms behind his head. “What’s the plan? Should we split up or stick together? Personally, I vote not splitting up—because if I lose you, my brothers will actually kill me.”
I exhaled, leaning against the bar.
“Fine. But if you start slacking off or flirting with some leather-clad rogue, I’m ditching you.”
He smirked, already eyeing a tall, rail-thin woman across the room.
“You wound me, little mate. But if I’m stuck babysitting you, I think I at least deserve a drink.”
I raised a brow. “You want a gold star too?”
“More like a shot,” he mused. “And since I’m feeling generous, maybe I’ll even get you one.”
I scoffed. “Wow. Such chivalry.”
He grinned. “That’s what they say.”
Rolling my eyes, I turned to the bartender. “I’ll take the
