Elancer (Ironside Academy, #6)

by Jane Washington

“The next person to see you naked dies. The next person to touch you dies. I’m not being dramatic. I’m not trying to scare you. I’m telling you the truth as I know it. It’s not that I can’t hold them back. It’s that I won’t. You’re not Ironside’s toy. You’re not Ironside’s commodity. You’re not their product, their prostitute, or their puppet. You’re a world-class talent. One of the best dancers I’ve ever seen. You’re an accomplished person who deserves a place in this world, and the next unlucky fucker to treat you like less than that is going to

She stared at him, and then at Kalen. “You all knew he was doing it.” “Yeah,” Moses drawled. “Look how proud he is, though.” “He’s passed out.” “Proudly.”

He pressed his lips to her forehead and breathed, “I’m not going to be a soppy dickhead and ask if you’ll be my girlfriend, but just so you know … I love you. You’re mine.”