What they did to Bly makes me fu.cking sick.
"What are you doing?" Dragon's hissing voice pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. I looked up at him to see he was talking to me. I raised a brow, confused. "We aren't all going to fit," he stated, crossing his arms.
My eyebrows flew up.
"This bed is fu.cking huge," I said.
"Not huge enough," he argued. "And Bly is only one person."
I gawked at him.
"You just had her," I growled.
"You've had her for the last month," he stated, not budging.
"Do I seriously have to pull rank with you right now?" I asked incredulously. "I am your VP."
Dragon frowned at me for a moment before his face softened into a smile.
"I fu.cking knew she'd break you easily," he teased me before crawling into the bed with Bly.
"Fu.cker," I muttered, annoyed.
"I'll
