Bab 79: Chapter 79

“Ah!” Marlow dropped his shield with a hiss, his canvas jacket now sporting a sizeable rip.

He backed up to gain traction, and as he sprinted forward, he summoned ice beneath his feet, allowing him to skate safely over the sludge just as Remy turned to put more distance between them.

“Oh no you don’t!” Marlow cried, catching Remy about the waist and pinning his arms to his sides. “I haven’t had a night off in weeks, Remy, weeks, and tonight you choose to be a dick? If you can’t let me blow off steam, then you shouldn’t have agreed to spar!”

“And miss our quality time?” Remy purred, wriggling in his hold.

His voice had a sultry quality to it, low and lilting, and his body felt incredibly warm pressed against Marlow.

With an unexpected shiver, Marlow glanced down Remy’s body. He looked really good in a kilt…

Oh no.

No, no, no, no, no