Alec frowned. “He kidnapped him and wants payment for giving him back?”
Giving him a weak smile, I lifted a shoulder. “What can I say? I’m a pacifist at heart.” Alec’s brow furrowed, and I couldn’t help but poke further at his confusion. “Or maybe I just need a good lay and think he’ll be one for the play book.”
Rolling his eyes, Alec shook his head. “Go home, Adara.”
“I plan on it.” I winked and sashayed up the stairs, but then Alec called my name once more.
“Hm?”
“Thank you.” The genuine gratitude kept whatever smart remark I was about to let rip from falling out.
I inclined my head. “No problem.”