We were on the floor, bloodied and flushed, when I heard a knock on the door. “Busy. Fuck off!” I snarled, trying to scratch Kieran’s eyes out. “Fine, but we’ll have a real conversation about your attitude next time I see you!” I heard Cal on the other side. “No. Wait.” I dumped Kieran’s limp body on the floor, scrambling up to my feet, stumbling to the door. “Wait. Don’t go.” Kieran lay on the floor, shaking his head and chuckling.
