“You’re my favorite person in the world, Otto Hudson.” Otto reached down and hooked his pinky with mine. “And you, Raven Tayte, are mine.” Then he dragged me across the bench seat to tuck me to his side. He put the truck in drive, then curled his arm around my shoulders as he whipped a U-turn in the road. “And now, Little Moonflower, I think it’s time you learned exactly what that means.”
