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Because has any man ever looked at me like this before? With hungry eyes the color of liquid gold, roving up and down my body like he wants to swallow me whole? Like I’m someone to be wanted and not feared?
It’s worth it, though. Because Anietta could also look at me like this again, like I’ve hung the fucking moon, her fragile expression so sweet that it punches a hole in my chest.
Okay. Now we’re getting somewhere. She likes flowers? I like flowers. It’s a match made in heaven,
“Killed anyone fun lately?”
“I’ll never get tired of you.” He says it like a confession. My turn to snort. “You will.”
“I will never change my mind,” I vow, with no hint of humor for once in my life. “I’m going to keep you and treasure you and love you until you’re sick of me.”
“Good girl,” a voice rumbles from near my belly. Oh, wow. I am very much not a good girl, I am a blood-soaked criminal with stalker tendencies, but when he says it like that… it’s all I want to be. Flynn O’Malley’s good girl. His kitten.
