“Do you jack off in the shower?” Daisy asks casually to Ryke, a smile to her voice. It instantly causes Lo to tense. She’s become almost too open around his brother. Ryke doesn’t miss a beat. “I don’t have to jack off, sweetheart.” “Wow, the pent up frustration must hurt then,” she says with sarcasm. “No wonder you’re so moody.” “Fucking hilarious.” And then he undoes her bun, sliding her hairband on his wrist and messing her long locks with a rough hand.
