Damon POV
I called Caden, already grinning at how ridiculous this was going to sound.
“Caden,” I said.
“Damon. What’s up?”
“Seattle walk with the princes,” I started, deadpan. “If either of them so much as breathes near Kalilah in a flirty way, I’m punching them. Maybe once in the arm… maybe in the face. Depends on my mood.”
Caden laughed. “You’d really do that?”
“Do I look like I’m joking?” I asked, mock-offended. “I’m envisioning two princes, all smug smiles, and me… POW. Right in the ribs. Then maybe a gentle kick to remind them who’s boss.”
“You’re terrifying,” Caden said, still chuckling.
“Good. That’s the idea. I want them trembling a little before they even get close.” I leaned back, smirking. “And if they try a double wink at her? Well… that’s a full-contact situation. I mi
