Whisper doesn’t flinch at Julien’s threatening posture. He just blinks up with an incongruous hint of coquettishness. “It was faster than explaining.” Julien groans in exasperation and holds up a finger to Bellamy. “Give me one second, Bell.” He turns back to Whisper and growls, “I need to remind Whisper of a few details about his position.” Whisper’s already tilting his face up when Julien presses him against the wall. The ensuing kiss makes Bellamy flush red and turn away.
