Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)

by Ana Huang

“You taste…” I removed my fingers and lowered my head. “Like mine.”

“Penny for your thoughts.” Christian walked alongside me, his suits traded for a casual linen shirt and pants. “Just a penny? I thought you were a billionaire.” “A quarter then. Final offer,” he said with the seriousness of someone negotiating a multimillion-dollar contract.

“They’ll extend your life span, Mr. Harper. I want many, many years with you.” “Not years, sweetheart. Forever.”