Page 311 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Not dead.”

Elliot sighed.

“Fine.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“You need to specify these things now.”

“That is deeply concerning.”

Elliot settled against him again. Ronan stared at the ceiling.

“Nathan said you did it for him.”

“I didn’t.”

“I believe you.”

Elliot went quiet. Ronan continued.

“But somebody wanted you to.”

“Yes.”

“And now they think I’ll do something for you.”

“Yes.”

Ronan looked down.

“What?”

Elliot hesitated.

“Nothing.”

“Banned.”

A tiny smile. Then Elliot said:

“I don’t want you becoming me.”

Ronan stared. The words were quiet. Serious.

“You think that’s what Saint wants.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because Nathan couldn't make me belong to him.”

Ronan’s fingers stopped in Elliot’s hair.

“So?”

Elliot looked up.