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A man cannot destroy the savage in him by denying its impulses. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. –Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
“Tell my mother I died well,” I said sarcastically to both of them and then shot a look to Will. “No, actually, you tell her. Michael’s not allowed around my mom anymore.” I turned away, hearing Michael’s chuckle behind me. None of that shit better be true, either.
His black hair, same color as mine, looked as perfect as it had this morning, and his dark eyes and pinched brows leveled on me, telling me he was either happy about the weather, satisfied with last night’s workout, or completely put out about the state of affairs in Ukraine. I could never really tell.
“Do you see what I’m seeing?” Kai whispered. “Yeah,” I replied, unable to tear my eyes away. “It’s the dancing woman.”
“How much can I spend?” she asked. “I’ll call you when the text alerts start scaring me.”
And now I was going to serve dinner to the man I was sleeping with and his bride. Fan-tastic.
I swung back my leg to kick the buffet table, but I caught myself, stopping. It was, like, expensive, and an antique and shit, so . . .
