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“I don’t hate you. There are times I want to shake you so bad it actually takes my breath away. But I don’t hate you. Actually, it’s the other way around. You loathe me.” “No, I don’t. I wouldn’t waste that kind of emotional energy on you.”
He stared at her, momentarily lost for words. “You’re not normal.”
He moved as if to coast his lips down her neck. She hissed, not trusting him enough to let his teeth near her throat. He snapped his hand around her neck. “Behave.”
There, she’d done her good deed for the decade.
The devil eyed her carefully. “You’re not lying?” “Why would I lie?” “Because you sometimes make stuff up when you’re bored.”
He stared down at her, feeling his brow crease. “The Deke train?” “It whistles and chugs and everything,” said the mamba.
He glowered. “Don’t make me drug your drink with holy water—I’m pretty sure it would kill you.” “Nah, I’ve built up a tolerance to it. Not that I’m buying you want me dead. You’d miss me if I was gone.”
His eyes went cat—the warning to leave the apartment very clear. She scowled at the animal. “Oh, get over yourself.”
But Bailey,” he began, leaning across the island, “you can’t keep that wall up between us forever.” “Ooh, I happily accept your challenge.”
God, she was turning into such a girl.
the covers. I count those as wins.” “Don’t play stupid.” “But it’s one of my favorite games.” “I’ve noticed.”
He snorted. “Where’s my kiss, anyway?” “I don’t know. Where did you last see it?”
His amber eyes landed on her; their pupils round, not vertical. There was nothing welcoming in that gaze. It said, Stay the hell back, I’m not in the mood. She smiled. “Hey, cranky pants.” He flashed a fang.
“I love the shit out of you, crazy though you make me.
“Oh, I don’t doubt that I’m signing up for a lifetime of being psychologically toyed with. You wouldn’t be you if you weren’t testing my sanity. But I’ve told you before, I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
