“How fucking hot is he!” Silver gasps, juggling Boujee on her knee. “Ye—” A hand comes to the front of my throat from behind, and I’m momentarily in shock by the power convulsing against my back. My head is jerked back until I’m looking up at Royce from behind me, his brows raised. “He’s what, Duchess? Continue what you were gonna say and see what happens.”
