14
“I hear you’re staying with us,” Bram says as he walks into my room. He doesn’t even knock. I try to bring myself to care, but I really don’t. So long as he’s still talking to me, we’re all good.
“If you’ll have me,” I reply.
My hand glances over my holsters and it takes me a moment to realise I don’t have to wear them. There’s no danger to me here.
“I’ll have you any time.”
“It’s a bit disappointing really,” I muse.
“What is?” He frowns, the expression making him appear much more boyish than usual.
“I planned to have a lot of hate s*x with you. But that doesn’t really seem likely now.” I’m a little disappointed, there would have been a lot of passion in those moments.
Bram laughs. “You want me to go back to hating you?”
“You never hated me in the first place. You hated the ide
