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“The truth then?” “The truth always,” I breathe.
She looks back at me too quickly, and I hope I’ve wiped the look of wanting from my face fast enough. She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her. What the hell is wrong with me.
“What’s your favorite color?” My eyes snap to hers. “What?” I nearly choke on my laughter. “Your favorite color. What is it?”
They graduated with honors from the everlark school of romance
“I’m tougher than I look, I assure you. The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated,”
Deep red fabric envelops me, pooling to the floor. It’s shimmery and sleeveless, but rather than the bodice being rounded at the top, the edges end in elegantly pointed corners. It’s tight, cinching in my waist with the laces at the back, now tied into a neat bow and exposing skin between the fabric holding the dress together. The skirt is full, revealing the wide slit up my right leg where my father’s dagger is displayed for all to behold and be baffled at.
So scarlet it was....
Something wet splatters across my cheek as I back away from the body I’ve so ungracefully rammed into. The scent of wine mixed with pine hits me, and I swallow, knowing exactly who stands in front of me before I raise my face to meet his.
THE BURGUNDY ON MY TSHIRT
The suit he wears and crisp white shirt beneath are not only slightly rumpled but now partially stained a deep red. Red wine sloshes in the glass gripped in his hand. Well, there’s little left seeing that he’s now wearing most of it, thanks to me. My eyes snap to his when he bursts out laughing.
WHEN U SPLASHED UR WINE INTO ME AND HOW THE BLOOD RUSHED INTO MY CHEEKS
“You know,” he breathes the words in a way that sends a shiver down my spine, “you didn’t have to spill my drink all over me to get me alone. You could have just asked me to dance.”
“Well maybe if you’d kept your eyes on the dance floor and your nose out of your glass, we wouldn’t be in this situation,” I say coolly. “Oh, darling, my eyes were on the dance floor,” he says casually. “They were on you dancing with my brother.” Then he huffs out a laugh, craning his neck to shake his head at the canopy of leaves above us. “Why do you think I’ve been drinking?”
His next words are a murmur, as if he’s muttering his innermost thoughts while his thumb continues to wander over my lip. “Will you forever be the prize I am aimlessly trying to win?”
Then his mouth finds the pad of my thumb, lips lightly pressing there before they vanish so quickly, I wonder if I’ve imagined it.
Oh my god. Iykyk
“Fine. Bananas?” “I hate the texture.”
Kai azer i understand you
It’s her fault I didn’t sleep much. I was up most of the night listening to her breathe—breathing her in. Just like I’ve been doing for far longer than I care to admit. She’s captivating, even while crumpled up and claimed by sleep.
Literally sickening
“A forget-me-not, since you always seem to be forgetting who I am,” Kai says with a soft smile, a soft laugh. He lifts his hand, tucking the flower behind my ear before letting his fingers run through my wet hair. “Oh, I know who you are,” I say breathlessly. “A cocky bastard.” He shakes his head at me, his fingers still toying with strands of my hair. “I don’t give a damn if you forget who I am in title, so long as you remember who I am to you
“But I’m never sober around you, Pae. Never not drunk on every detail that is you.”
