Ilya grinned. “But I am right beside your bed, watching you have sex!” “Dude! I did not just hear that!” Ilya turned to see Dykstra standing behind him, laughing. “Stop spying.” “Stop watching the rookies have sex, then?” Ilya glared at him. “He has a poster of me. Is a joke.” Dykstra’s brow furrowed, and he looked at Luca. “You have a poster of Roz beside your bed?” “No! When I was a kid I did.” Dykstra laughed. “Dude, you are a kid.”