Grim and Bear It (Stay a Spell, #6)

by Juliette Cross

I hadn’t realized until this moment that, apparently, I was aroused by arching eyebrows. Henry’s at least.

I lifted a cupcake out of the box and took another step closer, holding it out to him. “It’s sweet and creamy, Henry. I promise. Don’t you want to lick my cupcake?”

For fuck’s sake. Hold her? I’d burn the world for her.