“Yeah…” He pretended to think about it. “I guess the ‘no more trouble’ won’t happen. That’s like putting a dog on a leash. And believe me they are all itchy.” He scratched his neck absentmindedly. No, he did not like collars.
He pulled his shirt back on. “I think we already did enough ass kicking, love.” He smiled at her. “Let’s see what Elena is up to.”