"Well, you wanna know what we've found about your girl's dad?" Rubble asked, getting back to his usually easy-going attitude.
"Sorsha's not my girl, but yes," I said.
"Oh please," he laughed. "You got it bad for that fiery little thing."
"I'm just helping her, protecting her," I argued.
"Right, that's why you barely take your eyes off her," he teased me.
"Protecting," I insisted.
"Came by your room last night," Dagger piped up, a smirk on his face. "Was gonna tell you to come look at what I found, but.... sounded like you two were pretty busy in there."
My heat flamed as the two of them snickered.
"Okay, so we f***k occasionally too. So what?" I snapped. "It's just... for now. Nothing else is going on."
"Right," Rubble drawled out as Dagger laughed.
"Okay enough," I grumbled. "Wh
