Anarchy (Hades, #2)

by Tate James

She was flipping gender roles like nobody's business, and I was here for it.

stubborn denial was one of my favorite coping mechanisms. So what?

"No. You listen to me, Hayden Timber. I've stood back and watched you push people away and isolate yourself time and time again, making yourself utterly un-fucking-touchable. For fucking years. Now, in the short time you've been screwing Lucas, something has changed, and I for one don't want to see it change back. You care for him. You're going to the hospital and making sure he's alive. End of discussion."

No one fell in love at first sight. That shit was reserved for fiction and fiction only.

Ugh. This wasn't me. I wasn't the girl who second-guessed her actions. I was the woman who took what she wanted, and consequences be damned.

"I'm not asking you for forever, Red," he murmured in that deep, husky voice that all but dripped sex. "But you'll give it to me anyway."

I arched my hips, wiggling my behind at him in invitation. Smack it, fuck it, I didn't care. I just wanted him to take whatever the fuck he wanted from my body. Use me, abuse me, make me forget my own goddamn name.

laughed. "I won't lose her to you, Zed. She already loves you and has since before I met her, so there's nothing to be insecure about. Hayden has room in her heart for both of us and for the grumpy old man snoring upstairs. Either get on board or get out, but I'm locked in for the whole damn ride."