“Why not let your childhood crush live out your fantasies for you? I’ll take real good care of you, pup.” She lunged up, shoving me in the chest with a snarl. “I’m not a pup. And I never had a crush on you.” I chuckled softly, catching hold of her wrists. “It’s okay. Half of Dante’s cousins had a crush on me. It’s my Charisma. Although, you’re definitely still blushing right now and I can’t use my Order gifts while they’re pumping suppressant through the vents. So what do you think that means?”
