"I lied, actually," Ren admitted.
Just one sentence and Kade stiffened all over. Ren pretended not to notice as he continued speaking his random thoughts.
"If you had blonde hair, my ideal type would be Sun. If you were a slim person without muscles, I would have worked hard to impress you."
His one hand went to trace circles over his naked shoulder. He liked how the cold skin finally started warming under his touch.
"In short, you are my type. So, Mr. Kade Death, you better stay with me." Ren tried to threaten, yet he could not make his voice serious enough.
The silly smile on his lips refused to leave when he noticed Kade's red ears.
"Sweetheart?" Ren spoke in a honeyed voice. His gaze fixed on the blush that started to spread from his ears to Marshal's neck.
