“When I said ‘heads up we might be being followed’ this isn’t what I meant.” Diana whispers in a slightly annoyed tone as he pins to the wall of the alleyway, acting like a shield as they waited to see if the men followed or if they just passed by the alley.
“or, you could have said nothing at all.” not that it mattered to him – ky didn’t care either way, but he never could resist a fight. not really at least. “either way? i’ll handle it. all you have to do is trust me… or something.”