“I want him here,” Darcy said firmly. “He’s my boyfriend.” Hamish paled at that and Seth bounced up and down in his seat as Tory grinned at them. Orion glanced at Darcy with some objection in his eyes as Hamish broke out in a sweat. “Thanks to me,” Seth said excitedly. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Orion demanded, narrowing his gaze on him, his hand straying towards a pineapple in a fruit bowl on the table. Seth mimed zipping his lips and throwing away the key as Orion’s hand closed around the pineapple in a threat.
