“Do you always need to be such a brat?” Luka asked, reaching to help her to her feet. She was about to spout something back, but the moment his hand connected with her arm, the bond did something…weird. She stumbled, and then his hands were on her waist, steadying her. And gods, he was warm. Which had her remembering waking to him wrapped around her while she was curled into Theon. Then she was hot.
