“Fine. I’ll sleep in the bed if you’ll sleep on the sofa and not the floor,” she snapped, and Axel had a feeling that if she didn’t have the shirastone bands on her wrists keeping her power under control, flames would have flickered in her eyes. “Deal, kitten,” he said, retrieving the pillow he’d tossed to the floor. And Axel knew without a doubt he’d be sleeping in his room every night from now on.
