“I think you’ve gone well over your quota of wanting ‘no more friends than you have fingers’, if I remember correctly.” “Whatever. Seth Capella isn’t joining the ranks,” he said firmly. “Then why did I have a vision of you cuddling him all night long while Darcy was away?” “Oh fuck off,” he muttered. “I said he could have one hug and we both fell asleep, that’s all. Anyway, what are you, the friend police now?” “I’m actually quite enjoying watching you fall in love with all the Heirs,” I teased and he growled in warning.
