“Only you could make something as simple as fucking complicated after a goddamn monster apocalypse.” I glared at him. “Says the guy who decided a big purple dude with horns is his ideal life partner.” That made Edin give me a wide smile as he threw his arm around Hunter’s neck and tugged him close. “Don’t worry about Moth’s lack of horns, Charlie,” he told me earnestly. “I’m sure he is still very virile. Well, you’d know, anyway. Is he? Virile?” My face burned as Hunter muttered, “Don’t get him started on the horns, dude. It was a whole thing while you were gone.”
