The Scorpion's Mate (Iriduan Test Subjects #1)

by Susan Trombley

she tugged on her hand as if to take it back from me, but I wasn’t ready to free her. After all, she’d given it to me in the first place. I had no idea why, but I wasn’t going to complain about easy prey.

He pressed his face into my palm. “I am not.” His eyes met mine. “I would go through it all again, knowing you would be at the end of it.”

“It’s these times that remind me of you.” “So… I’m a poisonous plant? That’s… sweet.” He shook his head. “You are the flower with the sweetest nectar that is worth risking the thorns.”

“Do you ever miss the before-time?” His upper hands stroked over my hair. “No. You weren’t there.”