The Trouble with Trying to Date a Murderer (Murder Sprees and Mute Decrees #1)

by Jennifer Cody

The sacrifices I’d make to ensure the happiness of the love of my life are almost endless.

Fox takes a seat on one of the sofas away from the table, and then the man pulls me into his lap. I like where this is going. Hand-holding and lap-sitting are totally things we should do. Giving him my happiest smile, I kiss his cheek again, because he should be rewarded when he treats me in the way in which I want to become accustomed.

instead of letting the warm, wet, sucking, delicious kisses push me into acting like an omega in heat (yes, I do in fact read all sorts of trashy romance. Why do you ask?),

Lol same

the guy is giving me the vibes and those vibes are saying he probably shouldn’t be allowed to live on the same planet as me or anyone else.

I’m ok. I’m breathing and not being mad. It’s fine. I’m fine.

Tooootally fine