What Did You Do? (Infatuated Fae, #2)

by Jeneane O'Riley

Eli was too nice and respectful to do anything more than knock.

is he...?

Eli stepped over the broken door, avoiding the wooden shards of what used to be a dresser, and walked into the room with a slight flush on his tan face.

oh i see

So onward we went to look at the scary, angry, flower-loving unicorns.

“I am nothing more than a soul without residence since you left me, and I refuse to bear a life without you. Should I die, let it be by your hand, so that your touch is what I remember when I haunt every single dwelling you inhabit. Soon enough, you will meet with me again in Tartarus.” His voice softened while his eyes steeled. “Go on, Calypso, make your life better and finish me off. For good this time.” His right dimple popped. “It makes no difference to me if I’m dead or alive when I chase you.”

“You taste like sadness. Or a rainy day that doesn’t know light should be in the sky,” he whispered against my lips. “Allow me to be your umbrella, Cal. Let me keep the rain from touching you ever again.”

oh no. this is getting good