“I just thought that if they got bored, then they’d probably want to have sex.” Lo coughs hoarsely, and I walk over to pat his back. He takes a large sip of his soda before he says, “Please, don’t talk about my sex life, Daisy.” She sighs and sets her forehead on Ryke’s leg in frustration. He still towers above her. “I was just trying to be helpful.” “You’re not fucking helping,”
