Sinners Consumed (Sinners Anonymous, #3)

by Somme Sketcher

“Since when did you start drinking vodka?” “Since you said you wouldn’t kiss me if I drank whiskey.”

“He means, he gets why Rafe is obsessed with you now. You talk almost as much shit as he does.”

“Fuck,” he hisses, letting my arms fall. “Did you just bite me?” I look at him seriously. “You know what they say. Eat the rich.”

“If I drown, you’re drowning with me. If you burn, I’m burning too. Pick your route to hell, Rafe. The destination and the company are the same.”