Black Knight (Royal Elite, #4)

by Rina Kent

I’m shit at approaching people.

think I imagined it, but his jaw tics before he offers me his golden boy smile that causes his cheeks to crease, and there they are. Dimples. Deep, attractive as hell dimples.

I have more book boyfriends than I can count. Don’t judge.

I’ll send pictures.

OF WGAT RONAN OF FUCJIN WGAT

“Does that mean you’re not my sister?” I ask the question she’s wanted to hear since she ran all the way here. “Not at all. Not even close.” “Thank fuck.” I tilt her head up and capture her lips with mine.

“You still love hugs, Xan?” “Only from you, Green.”

I don’t say this a lot. Because I’m a big man. Love you. Now. Tomorrow. Forever.