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“Not every time.” I shift, slipping off his chest to sit beside him. “Not when I’m with you.” He props himself up on an elbow, tugging at my tank until I’m leaning down toward him. “Then I’ll never leave your side.” I give him a look. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” “It’s not promises I care to keep—it’s you.” His words never fail to have my stomach flipping, heart fluttering, lips falling silent. So, I flick the tip of his nose with a soft “You’re quite the poet, Prince.” Moonlight pools in the dimple that accompanies his grin. “And you the muse, darling.”
She peeks her head out the door, expression suddenly anxious. “You shouldn’t be here,” she hisses into the silence. Then, without another word, I’m being tugged into her room. I kick the door shut behind me. “Where else would I be?” “Your own room, maybe?” “My room doesn’t have you in it.” My lips twitch. “Hence why I’m in yours.” She shakes her head at me in disbelief. “Insufferable, cocky bastard.”
Nah they are so cute
“You look like someone who has just done the impossible,” he murmurs, face close. I smile, tasting blood on my cracked lips. “So I look like hell?” “If you look like hell,” he whispers with a sly grin, “then I’m fortunate to be going there.”
She waves her glass at me, sloshing champagne over the brim of it. “Aren’t you the one who loves to get drunk at these boring balls?” With her free hand, she shoves a finger into my chest. “Then you’d beg for a dance with me. And occasionally unlace my dress afterward.” I chuckle at her sly grin. “You know why I did that.” “Yes, but what I don’t know,” she says innocently, “is why you haven’t since.” “Are you…” I shake my head at her in disbelief. “Are you flirting with me, Gray?” She giggles in a way I’ve never heard before but would beg to again. “I’m simply thinking out loud.”
Loved this ball and their banter
“So, that’s why you wanted me to stay.” Her scoff is accompanied by a shake of her head. “So I’ll read to you.” “Among many other reasons”—she hits me with the pillow—“including your wonderful company.” “You’re unbelievable, Azer.” My eyes flick to the dimly lit bed we occupy. “Not the first time I’ve been told that in a setting like this—” The pillow collides with my face, muffling her laugh behind it.
KAI AZER THE MAN THAT YOU ARE 😫
“Your arrogance is astounding as always, Kai.” “Thank you.” I cut him a glance. “That wasn’t a compliment.” “Then don’t say my name, and I won’t thank you for the sound.”
AH
On paper, you really do sound like a poet. Or a fool. I won’t let you ruin yourself for me. His response arrives quickly. I want you to be my ruin, remember?
UGH
