“I changed my mind, Seraph. Please drop me.” A vibration settled over the rhythmic thuds of his pulse. It took my burning ears a millisecond to decipher the sound—laughter. He was laughing at my predicament. “It’s not nice to make fun of people when they’re at their weakest.” I really needed to locate the dead-man switch on my smoldering because if I continued to light up in his presence, I wanted it to be on my terms. His laughter slowed to an elegant chuckle. “You mean, at their shiniest?” “I’m going to let go now.” I forced myself to slacken my death grip. He pressed his mouth into the
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