“Is Cat supposed to threaten us?” He nods. “It means she likes you.” “That doesn’t make any sense.” Kaia smiles brightly anyway. “I like you, too, Cat.” Griffin grins, obviously pleased with himself. “You’ll pay for that,” I whisper so Nerissa won’t hear. Griffin arches an eyebrow and discreetly mimes spanking between our two chairs. I seriously consider bolting, binding vow or not.
