I’m looking for a job. I’m looking for my home. I’m looking for my purpose. Most of all, I’m looking for my man, the one who promised me forever.” Then she fisted both hands in my shirt, a gleam in those eyes. “And if he doesn’t kiss me soon, I’ll stab him.” Rough laughter bolted out, and I had her off her feet and in my arms. And I kissed her as my heart found its rightful place. Kissed her hard. Kissed her fierce. Kissed her until she was the only thing I could see. Black. Fuckin’. Magic.
