“I have a pretty strong feeling you already have, kitten,” he murmurs, snuggling, burying his nose in my hair. “And not just in the aspect of your obsessive crush on Slenderman Guy, which is endearing and adorable and deserves a full series.” I shift, clinging to his shirt. “Did you finish the first story?” “No. I didn’t want to take the book out without you here, and then I was assaulted.” I chuckle at the threads of annoyance twining his tone. “Big baby.” “Little puppy. Borf.”
