Stone Circle sticks

Being goaded into play caused a flame of resentment to flicker in Riley's heart. He shot Charles a cold look, before scanning Leta with iron indifference. "No." Riley repeated, a rout of hackles along his back. This time his tone was clipped - completely shut off from compromise.

And then, because he was a dick needing a lot more than a simple therapist, Riley lugged the stick away in his mouth. He fully intended to march elsewhere with it in his jaws, too. He was not going to play with a sissy and a girl - especially not the last part.