You didn’t seem to think it was gross when you were begging me to kiss you.” “What? Okay. Fake news right there,” I snapped. “I didn’t beg you. You asked me if you could kiss me and I said just a kiss. Don’t rewrite what just happened.
She lowered her voice as if she were sharing a secret. “I think you do like Archer, and you just don’t want to admit that you’re in the beginning stages of a bromance to end all bromances.
I think trusting anyone makes us all a little crazy.
Forever was my heartbeat and it was the hope tomorrow held.
When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid. –.
Because you’ve been fidgeting like you have spiders in your gown since the beginning of this,” he answered. Spiders in my gown? If I had spiders in my gown, I wouldn’t be fidgeting. I’d be screaming and stripping down to nothing. I wouldn’t care at all who witnessed it.
Words were not the enemy or the monster under my bed, but they held such power over me.
He has always been yours, Alex. And you’ve always been his.
Crap on a cracker, he’d flipped off an Alpha! And he’d called the Alpha Bob! Who did that? Seriously? My.
Their great-great-grandmother once claimed that when the de Vincent men fell in love, they did so fast and hard, without reason or hesitation.
Archer sighed. But Luc just smiled brightly up at me. “Are we going to have this argument again?” He glanced at a stone-faced Archer. “Because I like it when you two get into it. It’s like watching a mom and dad have a marital disagreement. I feel like I need to go hide in a bedroom or something to make it more authentic. Maybe slam a door shut or –.
What the hell is going on, Luc?” He arched a brow. “How about a thank-you first? Maybe? I mean, I did get your asses out of trouble, didn’t I? I really would like a thank-you. Maybe a hug? I’m feeling kind of needy.
No shame. If I died from blood loss, at least I’d die getting to look at whatever was underneath that shirt. I was a horrible person.
You’re okay,” Kat breathed out as she broke free, limping around the side of the table. “I’ve been so worried.” Archer pulled his long legs off the table and rose. A second later, he enveloped Kat in a hug. “I told you to stay where you were. But oh no, you didn’t listen.” He looked over her head at me. “I totally told her to stay.” Luc scowled. “Why didn’t I get a hug?
When Archer spoke in an awed whisper, he confirmed my suspicion. “That’s crazy insane, like completely senseless, but it might work.” Daemon sent him a killer look. “Gee, why don’t you go ahead and tell them what I’m thinking.” “Oh, no.” Archer waved his hand dismissively. “I don’t want to steal your thunder.” “I think you already did, so –.
I don’t know what you think we agreed on.
I love you, Nic.” He dragged a thumb along her lip, careful not to hit the still healing part. “And if you don’t love me anymore, I’m going to spend however long it takes making you fall in love with me again.
There was no denying that I was physically attracted to her, and while she was a different type of girl than I normally went for, I wasn’t surprised by wanting to get in her pants and between her legs.
Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m not proud of it. Even though you didn’t have that damn necklace on, as far as I knew, you were still with Del. And I’m not big on making out with another guy’s girlfriend.
I cried it all out in the bathroom of a house that didn’t belong to me, held in the protective arms of the Crown Prince of Hell.