In The Corsair's Bed (Corsairs, #2)

by Ruby Dixon

“You keep fighting all the time,” he tells me. “Never let anyone think they own you or you’ll start to think it, too.”

“Fuck anyone that tells you that you’re ugly,” I say to him. “I like your face.” He’s quiet for a long moment, as if he doesn’t know what to say. “Humans do have strange tastes after all.”

“You have my heart, little Cat. I’m afraid that I might never let you go after that.”