Fallon sighed and shook his head as if the world was against him. “Oh, the troubles I go through for my wife.” A thrill went up my spine at his words. “Am I really? We don’t need to have a ceremony or register with the church?” “Darling, we burned down the church.” “Oh yeah.” No idea how I forgot that. My demon traced a hand down the side of my face. His solid, masculine features made me hunger for more than just food. Sunlight reflected off his curved horns, their jagged edges adding a dash of danger to his handsomeness. “If you want a ceremony, then we can have one. It’s a human custom, so I
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