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“You’re my hero!” ″Yeah, whatever.” He endured the embrace for a few more seconds as I clung to him like a limpet that had found the rock it intended to stay on for the rest of eternity. Jack cleared his throat. “Please let me go.”
“If I was that scary, you’d abandon this bed for the floor.” ″I’m a very brave man.” ″You’re an idiot.” ″I’m a very brave idiot.”
“He took umbrage with me not keeping to my side of the bed. Like I can be held responsible for what I do while I’m asleep. He called me a… What was it? Ah, that’s right—an opportunistic octopus. Those two words don’t even make sense together.”
“I guess, he just needs to put me first. To see something in me that no one else can and to be a good man through and through.”
I was never sure whether he wanted to stab me or kiss me. Or stab me and then kiss me.
I could no more not look at your ass than I could give up breathing.”
Sebastian could have continued on his way, but he hadn’t. He’d come to rescue me. Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “Why are you looking at me like that?” ″Like what?” ″Like… fondly. Like you don’t hate my guts. Stop it. It’s weird. It makes me think being hit on the head left permanent damage. I want the old Jack back.” I smiled. “I’m just grateful you came to rescue me.” I left a deliberate pause. “Even if you have done an awful job of it,
