“Can I ask you something, Miss Winters?” “Of course,” said Rune, happy for the interruption, but wondering why he was being so formal. “Was any of it real?” “Real?” She frowned. “What do you mean?” “You. Me. Us.” Gideon shoved his hands in his pockets. “What we did three nights ago. Did you mean any of it? Or were you toying with me the whole time?”
