Smiling, I shoved out of his arms. “Best not get your scent on me.” “Why? You got a werewolf boyfriend that might get pissed?” Nico grinned. “No. But she’s got a grim boyfriend who will rip your head off without even touching you.” “Which one?” “Gareth,” answered Nico. “Yikes. Yeah, I remember him. Scary fucker.”
