Keep Me (The Fox Family Crime Syndicate, #3)
Rate it:
Open Preview
Read between July 7 - July 9, 2023
18%
Flag icon
“So, how do you two know my little stinky?” I ask the table as I dust a knuckle across her cheek, and her face twists into a forced smile. “Well, that’s one nickname that shouldn’t leave the house.”
28%
Flag icon
She brings her coffee to her lips and smirks over the rim of the mug. “Look at us, working together as a team.” “Reluctant partners,” I correct, then rise from my chair. I stride to the hall, turning my back so she doesn’t see the same smile haunting my lips.
31%
Flag icon
“Because when my hands are wrapped around your throat, I’m the one you’ll be praying to.” …Lord have mercy…
32%
Flag icon
“Seem to think the rules don’t apply to you much, huh?” Her mouth flattens. “The deal is you don’t touch me. But don’t get your panties in a twist, Fox. I’m not stumbling over myself to get my hands on you. Just act like a normal fucking person for once.”
42%
Flag icon
Then she holds her chin high and walks right past me to the end of the dock. Stubborn, competitive, and unable to resist a challenge. Classic Aries. Goddamn Stella for putting all that useless rubbish in my head.
46%
Flag icon
she gets this childlike excitement when she’s fixated on an idea that I can’t help but want to feed. And I’ll keep her safe while doing it.
50%
Flag icon
I gently lift her head. Her eyelids lightly flutter, but luckily she doesn’t wake. I can’t think of anything more horrifying than her waking up amidst my pathetic attempt to make her comfortable on my couch. I’ve carefully chosen the parts of me I let her see, and whatever compels me to slide a pillow under her head isn’t one of them. When I settle back into the armchair, I fall asleep right away.
59%
Flag icon
Somewhere in Roan’s twisted, fucked-up criminal mind, this man, bound and prepped for a bloody interrogation, is a gift. An offering. And I’ll be damned if I don’t find it at least a little cute.
61%
Flag icon
“Oh, and Cortez?” He looks over his shoulder at the top of the stairs. “If you ever make me that hard again while torturing someone, I’m fucking you next to their corpse.”
76%
Flag icon
“Don’t think for a second that you aren’t the one in complete control. That you don’t have total power over me.”
79%
Flag icon
“A little kissing got you all flustered, huh, Fox?” I lower my head to rake my teeth up her neck, then suck her ear lobe between them. “A little kissing? No. But kissing you?” My body feels light, my head feels high, and my heart… “I feel like I could float away. I’m fucking untethered.”
84%
Flag icon
She brushes a lock of hair out of her face with the back of her hand when she stands back up after putting the pizza in the oven. I want to freeze this moment, capture it like a polaroid picture—memories I never want to forget.
94%
Flag icon
“Wake up, please, I need you. If you wake up for me I swear I’ll fucking marry you. I’ll take you skydiving. I’ll love you with every breath I breathe, every second of my life. Please, just come back to me—”
97%
Flag icon
She turns to me with a softness in her eyes, as if she can feel the shift in me. “What’s in your head?” She brushes an eyelash off my cheek with her thumb and holds it out for me. I blow it away with a silent wish. A wish for the strength to face my demons and a prayer of gratitude that I have her by my side while I do it.