Page 30 of Axis of Fire

“I need underwear.”

“I’ll handle it tomorrow.”

“And today?” I arched a brow.

“So you don’t ask for permission, but you’re fine taking orders?”

God.

I really wanted to hit him.

And with every answer, that urge only grew stronger.

“The solution is obvious,” he said.

“You’ll manage until tomorrow.”

I tightened my grip on the fabric, forcing myself to speak calmly.

“And you expect me to sleep in training clothes?”

“Do whatever you want.”

I exhaled and sat down on the bed.

Right.

Because this wasn’t my only problem.

I had serious trouble sleeping.

If I wasn’t physically comfortable—

I wouldn’t fall asleep.

And I wasn’t somewhere I considered safe enough to ignore that.

At any moment, I might need strength.

Magical.

Physical.

“You can wear one of my shirts,” he added.

Well.

At least he was trying.

In his own way.

“Or sleep without anything. I don’t care.”

Obviously.

A few seconds later, Airis finally looked up from his books.

And the look in his eyes was...