He winked at me. “I ain’t scared of you.” The laugh I had worked so hard to hold back finally burst free. It was unstoppable, just like my growing affection for the muscled Nephilim by my side with the goofy, dimpled grin. Raiden was like a burst of color on a gray canvas. His bright, sunny personality was wholesome. His smiles were genuine, never contrived. Maybe that’s why I was so drawn to him—and why I couldn’t stay away.
