“But just so we’re on the same page, once you lose, we’ll still be good, right? You won’t hold any grudges?” I scoff and stand in front of him with the net between us. “Daniel?” “Yes, Josefine?” His voice is light and teasing but haughty. “Disrespectfully, fuck off.” Mine, not so much. He throws his head back and laughs. “I like it when you’re mean to me.” “I thought you were into being praised?” I say, a little quiet and playful. “I’m into anything you do,”
