I Could Be Yours (Toronto Terror)

by Helena Hunting

bet your lingerie is all pink and lacy.” “Wouldn’t you like to know?” “Yeah, actually, I would.”

“Why do you have to be so fucking tempting?” He groans and bites the edge of my jaw. “Because the dark is always trying to consume the light.”

“You don’t need to keep checking to make sure you’re still beautiful,” I murmur. “Just ask me, and I’ll tell you.”