"Only if you try to kill me first." Which, he didn't realise she'd probably succeed before he even knew what was happening, if she tried to kill him in the middle of the night, or any other time of day. He felt like she wouldn't do that. Someone else, maybe, but not him.
He arched a brow when she faked a bite to his arm. "See? That's sexy." His vision of sexy was probably skewed. He didn't care. It was sexy. In a way. Something about it, maybe it was the way she moved toward him more than the gnash of her teeth, whatever it was stirred something in him.
Yeah, he was definitely going to move in with her. Because why the hell not? He'd feel better about things. About Clarke and Bellamy being around. They? Might try to kill him in the middle of the night, even though they seemed a lot more tolerant of him that he remembered.