And Marc hadn't meant he'd actually do whatever he wanted to Harley without her permission back at the beginning of this. But when she'd told him she didn't like the way he put it he'd listened and immediately adjusted because how she felt was more important than what he'd meant. All he'd been asking for was the same courtesy in return.

But that was obviously not a conversation that was going to happen with the hyena around. So Marc got up and started putting his clothes on with military style brisk efficiency. "One way to fix that."