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His chessboard was laid out, and I was about to throw a bowling ball through it. Always trust in crazy.
Kicking doors was one of my favorite things. I was good at it.
His lips grazed my cheek before slipping down to my neck. “That’s right, mon cherie. Drink.”
I pushed his wrist away and turned toward him, capturing his face in my hands. His lips pressed against mine. Our tongues entwined. I pushed forward, laying him down and straddling his hips. His hardness pushed against me, large and ready. I slid my hands up his muscular chest and moaned into the kiss. So hot.
“You saving me is debatable. We have no proof. Don’t you take another step. If you run, I will tackle you.” “Promise?” He grinned at me.
“Definitely in a bit of a pickle, here. I might need to be slapped on occasion.”
“No. I’m an asshole.
Fuming, I ripped the door off its hinges. Or tried, anyway. They were a lot stronger than last time. The captain had seen me coming. “Dang it.” “Sorry, kid. You could’ve been a contender.”
Also, and this is the most important question, who is going to clean up all these gooey, dead vampire bodies?”
“Unicorns and bonds.” He lifted his hand and grazed his thumb against my lips. “Unicorns and you.”
