“Fine,” Greyson sighed, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward in something that looked suspiciously like a real smile. Sliding off the edge of the massive bed, his bare feet hit the hardwood floor. “Release our little spark before she incinerates my drapes.”
Groaning loudly, Raiden dramatically threw his head back against the pillows as he finally lifted his arm to free my waist. “You’re all entirely devoid of romance.”
The moment the heavy weight lifted, I scrambled backward, frantically untangling my legs from the silver silk duvet. I practically threw myself off the left side of the mattress, landing on my feet with a heavy thud. My tactical leggings and jacket were hopelessly wrinkled, my braid was a disastrously messy rat’s nest, and my cheeks were burning so hot I was cert
