Freaks (Dirty Nasty Freaks, #3)

by Callie Hart

“Nothing will ever be simple after you, Sera.” Unraveling my hair from around his finger, he reached down and took my hand. Thoughtfully, he turned it over and began to trace the lines of my palm. “I’m unwilling to even think about what my life would look like if you decided to turn around and walk away from me.” “You don’t need to think about it. It’s not going to happen. But if it did,” I said, arching an eyebrow at him. “Then you’re supposed to tell me you’d never want anyone else. That you wouldn’t even consider sleeping with another woman.” “My, my. Are you getting a little possessive over my dick, Sera Lafferty?” “Of course not. It just…belongs to me.” I tried valiantly to keep a straight face. Fix lit me up with those devastating silvery eyes of his. I was locked onto his mouth, watching his full lips form the words, when he said, “My dick’s like a Porsche, Sera. You just bought it. Paid an insane amount for it. But you’ve been sitting in the passenger’s seat, afraid to get behind the wheel. You’ve been letting me drive it ever since we met. I think it’s about time you took control, don’t you? See what this thing can really do.” Flushed with heat, heart somersaulting, my pulse galloping, I opened my mouth…and realized I had no clue what to say to that. Fix hummed. He placed his hands either side of me, trapping me between his arms. “You’re blushing.” “Thanks for the notification.” “You’re throwing off enough heat to give me sunburn.” “Heat doesn’t give people sunbur...