Blake POV
I’m staying tonight to watch over her. Lucas is out gathering more intel on Jenkins, her ex, and Demitri just messaged me with a vague update. He said she’s making her own way home, but something feels off. Did Demitri send her away, or did she leave on her own?
“Fun date with Demitri?” I ask, smirking, but she groans in response.
“If by fun you mean him telling me what to do, and me refusing, then sure, it was a blast,” she says, rolling her eyes.
I chuckle. “Sounds like a real joy. You’ve got some serious issues with giving up control, don’t you?”
Her glare could cut glass, but I just raise my hands defensively. “Hey, just an observation, Kitten. And your words kinda confirm it.”
“He’ll learn,” she mutters, more to herself than to me.
I laugh, leaning back. “He’ll learn?
