A child

Abby studied him, her skepticism returning. "And you're okay with that? With being her shoulder to cry on while you're also..."

"Sleeping with her? Yeah, I'm fine with it," Cage interrupted, his tone flippant. "It's all part of the game, Abby. Everyone's got their role to play."

Abby sighed, a mix of exasperation and resignation in her eyes. "Just be careful, Cage. There's a thin line between lust and love... it's bound to blow up in your face eventually."

Cage smiled, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "I'll take my chances," he said, his voice low and confident. "Besides, where's the fun if there's no risk?"

Abby shook her head again, knowing that trying to reason with Cage was futile. "Just don't say I didn't warn you,"