Khalida blushes, panting. "If this is another one of your jokes, your dead meat, love boy." She softly kisses him. "How long have you known?"

Asa watches, and she closes her eyes, breathing in the breeze.

Sorcha shakes her head. "No. The dickhead that Charlie would like to think he saved me from. He wasn't always like that. I... used to love him."

Layla tilts her head. "Never heard of it."