Savage Hearts (Queens & Monsters, #3)

by J.T. Geissinger

More importantly, being called “lass” is my new favorite kink.

He walks inside, carrying my bag and my future children’s chromosomes, and nods a hello to Sloane.

Red flag number two: she needed to “concentrate.” The last time that happened, a hole was ripped in the space-time continuum that still hasn’t been repaired.

pFFFT lol

“Go to hell.” “Can’t. The devil has a restraining order against me.”

STOP LOL

Mal pulls my head down with a hand in my hair and puts his mouth next to my ear. His voice dark and rough, he commands, “Come for me, baby. Give it to Daddy.”

SOS

I’ve got a baby gangster on board. And if Mal is so protective that he’d keep me at arm’s length for my own safety, I can imagine exactly what a nutcase he’d be if he discovered I’m pregnant. He’d probably move to another planet. He’d set up shop on Mercury and run the Russian Bratva from there.

IM NOT OVER IT LOL

“If zombies ever take over, you’ll be safe.” “What do you mean?” “They only eat brains.”