“You’re so natural with me. Which must mean that the stakes aren’t high with me?” “No,” he says in a low voice. “They’re not.” My gut tightens. This was not the answer I wanted. “Because you aren’t expecting anything from me?” He quirks his face and turns to look at me again. “No.” I hold his gaze, not yielding, and he gently kicks his shin into my foot. “Lenny, the stakes are low with you because you’re the most loyal person I’ve ever met. You’re fully on my team. Now that you’re here, I think there’s very little I could do to kick you
