Figures we’d land on a beautiful deserted island, only to have to give it up after one measly day to enjoy it. My hands felt clammy and weak when they clutched Fallon’s shirt. “When this is over, I want to go back to that island. For at least a month. If anyone tries to drag us off on another adventure or tries to get me on a boat, I want you to set them on fire.” My demon stroked my hair as he nodded. “Intruders will catch my flames.” There was a good chance I was going to be spoiled rotten a year into our marriage.
