That Time I Got Drunk And Saved a Human (Mead Mishaps, #3)

by Kimberly Lemming

Fuck. She was stunning. There was no hope in this land or the next that I’d be able to leave her side for a moment.

“Oh gods, this is all wrong. I’m high, my arms are snakes, and they have abandoned me.” In the distance, I could hear the low thrum of my own existential dread.

A man that wealthy probably ate nothing but caviar and the tears of the poor. He didn’t

Baffled, I leaned in closer. “So how did you get her to fall in love with you?” “I licked her cunt.”

“We can. If it were up to me we’d skip to the part where we’re madly in love with each other. Go on dates, watch a thunderstorm with a steaming cup of tea, overthrow a reasonably sized kingdom and bend it to our liking, then get a dog,”

“Oh, honey,” I drawled. “Bless your heart.” His eyes closed on an inhale. “Call me that again, I liked it.”