I popped a hip out now to interject. “Do you think I don’t have a backbone or something?” “Not with them.” Dex shrugged and then looked me up and down. “Would you disagree?” “Don’t say that shit to her.” Dimitri shoved Dex, and Dex looked down at his chest where Dimitri’s hands had just been and smiled. No dimples this time. Just teeth that he ran his tongue over. “You want to fight this fight now?” He cracked his neck, and that’s when I knew things were getting out of hand.
