“You know that I can help you right?” Myra said to Cole when they were sleepy, both from the game of tag and the sex marathon that followed.

“Hmm.” Cole asked, his hand unconsciously drawing shapes on Myra’s shoulder as she laid, half on top of him as she always does whenever they go to sleep.

“I said that I could help, you know with the issue on ground.” Myra repeated.

Cole body tensed. “I just found you, I am not ready for you to place yourself in danger.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Myra snaps at Cole.

“I am serious.” Cole rolled their position until he was lying...