“Come on, Lorey. I need to show you to your new room. I’m too tired for this, and we all need to meet down at the mess hall for dawn. Go to bed, you reprobates. Stop arguing with me because it’s futile, and it’s not my place to make you obey him. We need sleep.”

I don’t need to be asked twice. I jump up, suddenly a little too excited at being alone with him again and know it’s because I’ve mentally taken another path and have a plan in place. One that hopefully involves those beefy arms around me and the sexy mouth on mine once again. I go...