“He always that overprotective?” Xaden grumbles, pressing up from the mat a few inches. “He cares about me.” I glare at him. “He’s holding you back. Don’t worry. Your little poisoning secret is safe with me.” Xaden arches a brow as if to remind me that I’m the keeper of one of his secrets, too.
mmmm, I'd like to see how you'd "hold me back" Xaddy!
