“You’re okay with this? Acting like my doting boyfriend?” Niko lets out a sharp laugh. “Oh, sure, love,” he says in a saccharine-sweet voice that instantly grates on my nerves. “I’m looking forward to waiting on you hand and foot. Sounds like a dream come true. Although I’ll need to consult with one of your exes to find out what brand of oil you prefer having rubbed over that big head of yours.”
