Charli
When I didn't speak or move, Nox demanded, "Come here. We didn't do much talking last night. We have rules to discuss."
Rules. I rolled my eyes.
He was right. We hadn't talked last night, not really. Walking to my side of the bed, I climbed in. With my robe still on, I mirrored Nox's stance, pulling the covers over my waist and sitting against the headboard.
He reached for my hand and tugged. "Here, princess, means next to me, not three feet away on the other side of the bed."
I scooted a little closer. "Nox—Mr. Demetri," I corrected. "I don't know what you want from me, but I think you should know, I don't follow directions well." Especially when they're delivered by assholes. I didn't say that last part.
He moved closer, removed the pillow from behind my head and laid me
