Moonstruck (Necessary Evils, #3)

by Onley James

Levi elbowed him. “We don’t call them that anymore. Show some respect.” Arsen shrugged. “Sorry. What do you call a man roaming the woods looking for sex?”

“But mostly, I believe it because I’m pretty sure you’re in love with me.” Jericho swore he could see Atticus’s pulse fluttering in his throat. He flicked his tongue out to lick over his lower lip. “Pretty sure?” Jericho shrugged. “It could just be wishful thinking.” “You want me to be in love with you?” Atticus asked, suspicious. Jericho should have known Atticus would never put himself out there like that. “I mean, I’d hate to think I’m in this alone.” Atticus’s breath left him in a whoosh, like it had been punched from his lungs. “You…love me?” Jericho shook his head. “Was there ever a doubt?”