“You don’t look like you believe me, Seraf,” he says. “I just … maybe I just see myself a little more realistically than you seem to.” “What does that mean?” His jaw tightens. Callum’s words from earlier echo in my mind. Someone like you. “I just know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. I come with a lot of strings and requirements. And it’s not like I’ve been fighting off suitors.” “You want a dose of reality?” Rafe pulls me close so suddenly that I have trouble breathing for a moment. His spell drags me a little deeper as his lips graze my ear.
