Always Practice Safe Hex (Stay a Spell, #4)

by Juliette Cross

“I apologize. I wasn’t aware that you weren’t aware of what flirting means.”

“Also, loquacious?” I arched a brow. “Trying to impress me with your big vocabulary?” “Since you’re unwilling to check out my big cock, I thought it second best.”

not wanting to let horrors too dark or skeletons too old to fall out onto the table between us

“You are the goddess,” I rumbled against her skin, scraping my jaw against the silken softness, then I captured her gaze, “And I am your slave.”

oop- i- OKAY. DAMN. ❤️‍🔥

I captured that look and stored it away for later. I was cataloging every one of her lovely expressions and hoarding them like golden treasures.

I was taking in my new reality. That I loved and was loved in return.

“We loved with a love that was more than a love.”