Don't Hex and Drive (Stay a Spell, #2)

by Juliette Cross

Christ. One smile, and I was devastated. Lost. Swimming in an ocean of what-the-fuck.

“Extra arugula, huh? And what is it you have against iceberg lettuce?” She sneered, looking absolutely disgusted. “Iceberg lettuce has zero nutritional value. Did you know that?” “I didn’t.”

“I was right.” “Right?” I barely managed to ask. A sharp nick of my shoulder before he licked the spot. “I wanted to see how amazing you’d look naked on this rug.” His voice dropped deeper, more dangerous. “You look like a fucking queen.”

He laughed, dimples popping, which was endearing as he fiddled nervously with the napkin in his lap. Note to self: a blushing vampire was adorable.