“If this is going to be a Q&A, then I have a couple questions as well,” Ryke says. I smile bitterly. “Of course you do.” Daisy throws the nearest pillow at him. “This is my Q&A.” He catches the pillow. “Now you’re throwing my things, but you won’t sit on the damn beanbag?” “You’re pushy—did anyone ever tell you that?” “I do all the time,” I say. “He never listens.” Ryke raises his hands like what the fuck. “I’m sorry if I can tell that there’s an uncomfortable girl on my fucking floor, and I know how to fix the problem.”
