Nadir comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my shoulder. “I was hoping we could stay in this room, just the two of us, until the end of time,” he says, reading the note. “But I suppose we have shit to get accomplished.” I look over my shoulder and arch an eyebrow. “And here I thought vengeance was the foundation of your personality and not just a side hobby you’d abandon at the first opportunity for a roll in the sheets.”
