“Great,” I mumbled, ready to curl into Rook. “Now your friends are going to be giving me comments all night.” “Tell him to shut the fuck up,” Rook said, a smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around me. “What? No. He’s your friend. You do it.” “I would if you needed me to, but you really don’t need me to. Tell him to shut the fuck up or you’re going to make me hit him. You’re in charge, Rebel. Tell him now. Say it like you mean every word and then some.”
