"I hate your dad," Sophie muttered, marching into Keefe's bedroom as she recovered from the stuck-up blond man that had begrudgingly let her in to the Shores of Solace.
Keefe didn't seem to mind. He smiled, actually, as he leaned back in his desk chair to see her. "I like that attitude."
"Sometimes I want to inflict on him," she admitted.
"Wow. Who knew you were so violent?"
"Protective," Sophie corrected, wincing. She didn't want to hurt Lord Cassius, necessarily, but rather wanted to correct his parenting methods.
Keefe grinned. "Protective. About me?"
"Who else?"
Keefe laughed. "So feisty. Someone's been spending too much time with me."
