*Mild Spoilers for Crooked Kingdom*

It was a cold night and Inej felt her stiff muscles already beginning to ache as she leapt over the rooftops of Ketterdam. Her city; though not quite anymore. She had come back the night before from a two week long excursion on The Wraith. She had conquered a slaver ship. She had saved 5 children. She had raised charges against the crew. Inej knew that she probably should have sliced them all up then and there, but she couldn't keep murdering people for the rest of her life. Her saints could only forgive so much. And she had needed to come back to Ketterdam anyway. She had so much left here.

As she landed on the roof of the slat, she gazed over the city she hated and loved. It held so many memories and so many turned away and slid through Kaz Brekker's window. He was already in bed, reading the reports from the crow club. She didn't speak with him as she entered. She knew he had noticed her and she would wait for him to ask her what she had found out. He had asked her to take Roeder and show him the best places to spy on the exchange. They had spent hours in the buildings surrounding the exchange and on the roofs.
"Saw anything interesting?" Kaz asked, eyes fixed on his paperwork. She could hear that he was exhausted, but she knew he had been looking forward to her visit.
"Just that the Stadwatch is even easier to bribe than I remembered." Inej answered. She quickly stripped out of her tunic and trousers, letting them fall to the wooden floorboards.

She slithered into the bed, the sheets blissfully warm against her cold limbs. She didn't touch Kaz. Neither of them could bare it for long, especially not him. It had been a surprise to her when he had actually invited her to sleep in his bed. It had been half a year since she had first gone to sea and every time she had returned she had gone to stay with Wylan and Jesper. She had seen plenty of Kaz when they worked together, but she hadn't made any approaches. He had to make the first move. And he had. Inej had stopped believing he would.
One night they were working late in Kaz's study at the slat. That night when they had finished working, Inej had wanted to go back to Wylan's, as she usually did, but Kaz had stopped her.
He had taken her hand. It was all she could ask for and it was already an overwhelming sensation. Inej had not been touched so tenderly, lovingly, longingly, by anyone else. She wouldn't have wanted it to be anyone else either.
"You can stay with me tonight." Kaz had said. His voice had trembled, but his eyes were determined. "With you?" She aked, unsure of what exactly he wanted from her. "You can sleep here. In my room. Only if you want to." He elaborated. Inej swallowed. This was a big step."I want to."

Now, a year later, it had become a routine for them. Kaz would wait for Inej on the Docs when her ship anchored. They would go to the slat. They would have dinner with Jesper and Wylan, catching up. They would go back to the slat. And Inej would always sleep in Kaz's bed. They would not touch. They would talk. They would fall asleep looking at each other. And they would wake up in each other's arms. Somehow, it wasn't as bad for Kaz when he woke up with her already in his arms. He didn't stay once he was awake though, but Inej wouldn't ask for that. She wouldn't throw herself at him like some lovesick fanatic. She didn't choose to touch him, she was just naturally drawn to him and he to her.
She didn't choose it, but she did relish it.