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Before she could stand upright, a strong arm curled around her waist and a large hand fell over her mouth, stifling her scream. She was hauled off her feet and crushed against a hard, unmistakably male chest. A deep voice rumbled into her ear. “Hello, tiny thief.”
“But I’ll only be merciful if you play nice,” he smirked, kicking up the side of his mouth and revealing a dimple that flipped her stomach. “No more biting or head-butting, please.”
He aimed a smug smile at her, then, without warning, swept her into his arms and blasted into the sky.
She smirked at him. “Reluctant to let me out of your arms, Birdman?” “I’d keep you here forever if you’d let me.”
“You can’t solve all the world’s problems single-handedly, Cass,” he said. “Or in a day. Even heroes have to eat.” She scowled. “I am not a hero.” “You are to those families. You are to Mistress Callas and her children. You are to Xenia,” he countered. “You are to me.”
