Hunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #2)

by H.D. Carlton

My voice is deadly calm as I say, “I swear to everything that is holy, I will destroy you if you touched my girl.”

“Our mouths are touching the same spot,” she says shakily. “Does that count as kissing?” “You tell me, little mouse. When I make you cry out for God, does that count as praying?”

“I don’t care if I need to set this world on fire until there’s no one left but you and me. The world will burn around us, and I’ll gladly live in chaos with you as long as the only person that is a danger to you is me.”

“A good man would be sorry that he corrupted something so pure.” “You’ve never been a good man,” I whisper, reiterating the exact words he’s told me so many times before. “No,” he agrees. “But I have always been yours.”

“You and I will never end, little mouse. Even when we’re six feet under, and our bones are dust, I will haunt your soul until it aches to be free of me. And then, I will hold you tighter.”

She drops her hand, her eyes pinned to me, a raging fire so hot, they look like liquid pools of whiskey. My fucking favorite.

“When you’re in the palm of my hands, it’s the only time I feel like this world is worth saving.”