“You laid that out, believe this, and I took it in. But Delilah, there is no way in fuck you couldn’t have taken it in that I didn’t wanna process that shit with you at the precise moment you wanted to process it, and you pushed it. You don’t want the dick, then maybe you should learn to read me and back off when I need you to, not makin’ me ask you to.”

Fuck, he had a point.

“Okay, Abel, you’re right. I read that and pushed it. I’ll try not to do it again.”

“Brilliant. Now, do you mind I take a piss?”

My head tipped to the side, shocked at this request because we hadn’t been together for weeks without that happening and he always did it with the door open. Not to mention, I’d grown up around men who did it wherever, whenever, no matter who was around or even watching.

Therefore, I queried, “You need privacy for that?”

He blew out an annoyed breath, then declared, “You’re my world, my reason for existing, but I got a brother I didn’t know I had, who saved my life, and I gotta take a piss. So no. I don’t give a shit you see that. Just right now, I wanna take a piss and be with my own thoughts. That work for you, or you want me to drag a chair in here so you can watch?”

“Now you’re being an amusing dick,” I told him.

“Baby, I gotta piss,” he ground out impatiently.

I tried not to smile as I flicked out a hand and muttered, “Carry on,” before I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.

I went to the window and stared out at a sea that was undulating calmly. A sea that supernatural beings, who created their offspring by tearing away their own flesh and bone, were going to use to attack tomorrow night with the intent to kill people I cared about, including me.

Since that was not the greatest train of thought, I thought about Abel’s brother, wondering what was up with that.

Since I would get no answers until we met him (I won’t lie: I could dig Abel being pissed, but I couldn’t wait to meet him), there was no use thinking about that.

That was when Abel’s words rang in my head.

You’re my world, my reason for existing.

Now that was worth thinking about.

I leaned forward, pressing my forehead against the cold glass and seeing from my reflection closeup that I was smiling and doing it big.

After the day we’d had, I couldn’t believe I was doing it. But knowing I was Abel Jin’s world, his reason for existing, I couldn’t help it.