“I’ve got a new formula for you,” I murmur to Adrik. “For tonight?” “Yup.” He grabs my knee under the counter, hard, making a low rumble in his throat. “Good. Let’s get the fuck out of here.” “You haven’t eaten.” “There’s only one thing I want to eat.” “Gross,” Hakim says, from Adrik’s other side. “You better change your attitude,” Adrik says, slapping Hakim on the shoulder as he stands. “Those are the words of a single man.”
