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Finally, Kit left Betty to manage the shop and stomped upstairs to punish himself by balancing the books.
Accounting reference came early
“It’s always easier to think like a reasonable person when you don’t look like something dragged in from a sewer.”
“Amorous predilections?” Betty asked. “Is he just talking about fucking men or some fancy shite I don’t want to know about?”
She teased him about being weak for a pretty face, but neither of them really thought that he’d care about the fucker. And Kit didn’t care about him—it was just that tucking him into bed and keeping him safe had tricked his mind into thinking he gave a damn. That was all.
“I used to think that revenge was about defending one’s honor, but it turns out that honor is just spite dressed up for Sunday.”
“It was meant to be more of a general inquiry as to your state of well-being, but if you wish to give me an itemized list of your body parts and their various conditions, please don’t let me stop you,”
“If you haven’t figured out by now that I’ll let you buy me as many cakes as you please, as often as you want, you’re stupider than you look.”
Percy was somehow still young or naive enough to think that there was any difference between being strong and acting strong.
