Scarlet POV
Liam’s leaning back in his chair, absolutely useless at this point. “To be fair, her safe word would definitely be something like ‘glitter.’”
“It would be glitter,” I admit proudly.
Zain stares at me like I’m the final boss of his patience. “I need wine. And a tranquilizer.”
“You need to accept that I’m a grown woman,” I say, taking another bite. “With adult curiosity.”
“You’re a grown woman who just lost her virginity last night,” he snaps, then points a finger at me. “And not even aggressively.”
“I’m sensing judgment.”
“Oh, you’re sensing it? Honey, I’ve projected it across every square inch of this kitchen.”
Liam claps once, beaming. “This is the best breakfast I’ve ever had.”
“I hate both of you,” Zain mutters. "Now, be honest, it's a joke, right?" Zain stares at m
