All Superheroes Need PR (Supers in the City, #1)

by Elizabeth Stephens

“How many dinners until I get to marry you?” She balks. “That’s not how it works.” “It’s the deal we made for . . . other stuff.” She blushes darker, and it’s the cutest fucking thing. And then, once again, my Nessa says the last thing I expect. “Twenty-two.” I grin like a maniac. “Then get a white dress, because twenty-three days from now, you’re going to be mine for real. Forever.”

“When you’re naughty, you call me Wyvern.”

“I’m here, and we don’t need to talk about it now. Just know, I want you. All of you. All the time. I got nineteen more dates till you marry me. We can figure out how many more dates we want before we expand our family, if you even want that. For now, though, we can keep practicing.” “I . . . I’ve always wanted a big family, but I just assumed . . . I didn’t think I’d find anybody I’d want to do that with.” Who’d want to do that with me. “You want me?” I nod. “So much.” “Then I’m here.”