When I returned to Loki’s room, he had mercifully showered and dressed. If he’d still been prancing around naked, I never would have been able to stay focused. Still, as I entered, his eyes raked me up and down, a soft smirk on his lips. It was like I wasn’t wearing any clothes at all, how his eyes burned through me.

I closed my eyes and sighed. “I have a plan,” I said.

“Care to fill me in?” he asked.

“No. Because you won’t let me go through with it,” ...