The Exorcism of Faeries (Morbid Realities, #1)

by J.L. Vampa

Atta watched his face. This man she hadn’t quite realised she’d fallen so hard for. “One time?” “One time.” “Am I a ‘one time’?” He looked wounded, his face dropping. “Atta. . .” “I’m sorry.” She waved a hand. “This is juvenile. I’m just tired.” Sonder took her wine glass and set it down on the table, kneeling in front of her for the second time that night. “Should I tell you then that I can’t stop thinking about you? That I haven’t thought of another woman since the first moment I saw you outside Achilles House with a corpse you’d cut open yourself?” He took her chin in his fingers. “Or how I have never thought of a woman the way I think of you?” He kissed her gently on the lips. “How I thought I was destined to be alone, but it turns out I was starving all these years, waiting for you?”