I turned to the door where she was watching me a little warily but still with attitude. That's my girl. Walking up the steps to the door I held her eyes with mine until she was in front of me. I picked her up and closed the door with my foot as her crazy dog started yapping away.
"Shut it mutt before I turn you into stew."
"Talon..."
"What?"
"Don't say that to Sasha, you'll give him a complex."
I just rolled my eyes and continued on my way to the bedroom with her in my arms.
"How're you feeling baby?" I couldn't forget that just a few short hours ago she'd been accosted, by someone she'd seen as a rival for my affections when we first met.
Now I'm not sure how females handled that shit, but I know if I'd had Stark in my face I'd be pissed for a week at least.