Page 311 of Trick or Stalk

“Promise.”

“If I don't want to be chased, you don't chase me.”

His jaw tightens. “Fine.”

I narrow my eyes. “Hades.”

“Yes.”

“And no appearing outside my bedroom window unless we've discussed it.”

His mouth twitches. “That's very specific.”

“I've learned specificity matters with you.”

“Fair.”

“No breaking into my house.”

“What if you forget to latch the back door?”

“Then you text me like a normal fucking person and tell me.”

“That sounds inefficient.”

“Hades.”

“Fine.”

I stare at him a moment.

“Oh, God. Penny let you in, didn’t she?”

He shrugs. “Technically, no.” His lips twitch. “She just led me to your bedroom.”

I mutter curses.

“Okay. New rule. Penny is not allowed to provide unauthorized entry.”

“That's between Penny and me.”

I stare at him. “Hades.”

“She has rights.”

“She has a walnut-sized brain.”

“She knows what she wants.”

“She wants cheese.”

“And me.”

Unfortunately, he's right.

I sigh. “She does.” I shake my head. “This relationship is already exhausting.”

His expression changes.