When He's Sinful (The Olympus Pride, #3)

by Suzanne Wright

She missed having him around all the time. But it was better this way. Because the truth was that her feelings for Camden weren’t entirely platonic anymore. Yep, she’d gone and stupidly fallen for her best friend.

“Don’t be a brat. That’s my job. I like it. You can’t have it.” “Too late. I’ve taken it. You can have it back when I get my roommate back.”

“I’d prefer that you acted normal for a change.” The mamba pursed her lips. “Sounds like that’d take some effort on my part. I don’t like effort. Count me out.”

We totally need to dig out the tire iron.” Aspen dug her nails into the arms of the chair. “And also the claymore.” Corbin’s brow furrowed. “You have a claymore?” “You don’t?” asked Bailey. His frown deepened. “No.” “Huh,” said the mamba. “Well that’s weird.”

Swords often come in handy. As do bullwhips.” “You have a bullwhip?” “You don’t?” “No.” “Weird.”

James’s head jerked back. “Jesus. What sadist trained him?” “Not sadist, genius,” Valentina corrected.

“What? You want me to lie to her?” Aspen nodded. “Yes. Yes, I do.” He looked at Bailey. “You’re like the sister I never wanted and am glad I don’t have.”

“Oh, maybe because you like believe that logic is for losers.” “It can be an obstacle at times,” the mamba insisted.

Bailey sighed. “You’re still disturbed by that human guy sucking my toes, aren’t you?” “Well they’re toes. And he trickled warm, melted cheese over them. I mean, what the fuck?”