“Do you plan on pressing that to my throat again?” Kai’s lips twitch upward as he inclines his head toward the dagger clutched in my fist. “Don’t tempt me,” I say, running my fingers across the smooth, flat edge of the blade. “Here for a rematch?” He shoves his hands into the pockets of his slim, dark pants before crossing his ankles and leaning against the doorframe. “Don’t tempt me.” Ebony
