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“As your father liked to say, ‘We can’t drink all day if we don’t start now.’”
Lucian Rollins. Luce or Lucy to his friends, of whom he had few. Lucifer to me and the rest of his legion of enemies.
What I couldn’t handle was how the tingling turned immediately into a warm, happy, reflexive There you are, as if I’d been holding my breath for him to appear.
“I trusted you, Sloane. And you broke that trust. You did more damage than he ever could.”
It was strange, having a secret with the boy I’d once loved and now sharing it with the man I couldn’t stand.
God, he was beautiful. Supernaturally molded by the gods beautiful. He would make gorgeous little demon babies.
“Here,” Lucian said irritably, shoving a coat at me. He was tall, dark, and evil. I was short, fair, and awesome.
“Sometimes in order to build things back up, you gotta tear them down to the studs.
