a rich ponce with far too many names.

Inside Vex, there are two wolves. One who'd like to stay up and flirt, bask in the thrill of new company, and especially a handsome young man who's clearly (and flatteringly) taken with her. The other is well aware that they're back with the team, that her brother isn't that distracted. That she risks giving Percy the wrong impression.

But surely a little banter doesn't hurt.

She leans closer, propped on one elbow.

"And just how long do you think you can keep up?"