Raiden (Sons of the Fallen, #6)

by Jaclyn Osborn

Baxter: Get your ass to my villa. Your boyfriend’s here. Instant butterflies. Me: He’s not my boyfriend. Baxter: Funny how you knew exactly who I was talking about though.

“See?” Raiden shook his head. “A nightmare. Even worse than the time I got excited to make pizza only to realize I didn’t have any cheese. You can’t have pizza without cheese. Not unless you like eating sadness and disappointment.”

“Hey, boo,” the cat shifter said. “Haven’t seen you in a while.” “Jasper,” Raiden greeted him. “How have ya been?” Right away, I decided I hated Jasper.

“Can I poke him? See if that wakes him up?” “No,” Alastair answered. “No poking.” “Everyone needs a good poke every now and then,” Bellamy said. “A hard pegging is better.”