“Stay,” I commanded. “Was that an order?” She jabbed an elbow back into my chest and I grinned as her laughter filled up the room. “Do you need another dick punch, Lance?” Tory asked and I opened my eyes again, scruffing her hair and messing it up royally as Darius held her down so she couldn’t escape. “Nooo, don’t dick punch him. You’ll break it and I need it,” Darcy complained, making me chuckle darkly. “How about if I break it, you can break Darius’s in return,” Tory offered conversationally