“Do you know how many of my roommates have hung out in the hall while I had a visitor?” She arched an eyebrow. “Gods, I don’t want to know.” “Far too many.” She chuckled and pressed her hand against her hip. “Do you know how many of them Dacre has let sleep in his bed because he didn’t want them out there in the cold?” “No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” “None.”
