If Joseph could learn to fight, Rhys certainly could. He'd never thrown a punch in his life, even at Oxford when he was a lad and running wild. Now he was a formidable physical opponent. "Good," he said. "Because I'll enjoy teaching you." It'd been awhile since he had. Bruno and his other ghouls were the ones who taught the others to defend themselves most of the time.
Joseph was about to close the distance between them because it was difficult not to want to kiss Rhys when he was so sweet and alluring at the same time. But he pointed out that not all the matters between them were settled.
Right.
"Other things?" he asked, leaning back against the settee arm. Was probably best to get all of this out in the air and sorted before they got to the making up bit. "All right. As I said, ask me anything, love."