Ben snorted. "You do realize that this piece of shit attitude you're giving me isn't fooling anyone?" he shot right back.
Wisely, though, Laney had amended her statement. Ben did feel a little bit better that he wasn't guarding the shady quarantine, which he still wasn't entirely ready to let go, but then there was this whole guarding beds notion. He wasn't sure why it had caught his attention, maybe the fact that she had brought up beds specifically.
"This friend you're guarding beds with," he drawled, arms crossing over his chest. "Who is it?"