“This is the part where I insult him and he’s right behind me, isn’t it?” Xavier’s eyes sparked with amusement. and he nodded. Far be it from me to disappoint. “In that case, I happen to think he’s a vindictive, pretentious, twat-waffle who really needs to pull the stick out of his ass and let loose more often,” I said. “I thought we were being nice this evening?” Darius murmured behind me, and I stifled a flinch at just how close he was. “You said you’d be nice. I made no such promises,” I pointed out,
