Chapter 97

He shrugs infuriatingly, and I catch the way his eyes scan my legs in the reflection as he’s pretending not to look at me. It makes me feel smug and bold, and I subtly pose a little more sexily.

“That’s so sexist!” I hit him softly with my closed fist in the arm, but enough to make him chuckle at me.

“Mm, hmmm” He presses his lips together, then dodges when I swing a proper slap at his shoulder in sheer outrage this time. I hate when he tries to goad me on the sexism front.

“Hey! I was agreeing with you.”

He catches my hand mid-air, stifling his laughter, pulls me forward by the hand, and for a moment, the way he moves in against me sends bells ringing. He seems like he’s contemplating kissing me, moving in with a head tilt and easy smile so that he bumps me with his body, but instead pulls me in under his arm to hook me about the shoulders.

“Rabid kitten!” He plants a kiss on my temple, snuggling me in close, a little more ‘couple’ than platonic, a han