I drop back to walk with River. “Careful, your jealousy is showing.” His face stays blank. “Nothing to be jealous of. She’s mine.” I raise a brow. “Ours.” “Ours,” he reluctantly concedes. I shake my head. “Possessive bastard.” He smirks at me. “Don’t worry, I’ll share.” I feel myself start to harden at that. The idea of all of us taking Freya together. “Fuck, yes.”
