EDGE
We all caught up on a plan for how to tackle our new friend in the dungeons, and then I dismissed Point Blank, Blade dismissed Bite, and the two of us planned to sit down to chill in front of the fireplace.
I’d loved a real fireplace for as long as I could remember. It reminded me of simpler times, and it was just straight up relaxing. Better yet when I was sharing that experience with my mate.
I wrapped my arms around his neck once we were finally alone, standing on tiptoes to crash my mouth into his. He groaned at the contact, his tongue fighting mine for dominance, neither of us submitting to the other.
Happy and satisfied, we finally sat on the sofa, my head on Blade’s shoulder, body relaxing into his. I knew he was going to ask me about the whole mafia boss/underboss thing,
