“And endearing,” I mutter. “Just let me fuck things up on my own, yeah?”
“Hey, we might be in some weird relationship we’re not calling a relationship, and we might fuck and have great sex and even talk about our feelings, but that doesn’t mean I have to put up with all your fuckery.”
“Stop stealing my word, Remy.”
“Stop stealing my heart, Zahn.”
I pause, blushing like a goddamn dipshit. My cheeks are tingling or something!
“No.” I smirk at him.
Remy smirks back.
THE END.