Dukes of Peril (The Royals of Forsyth University, #6)

by Angel Lawson

“I’m drawing a line,” he says, eyes glued to my mouth. “I sleep where you sleep. Pick a bed–I don’t care whose. Mine. Sy’s. Remy’s. Sleep in the Archduke’s little kitty bed for all I care, but I’m going to be there with you.”