Sinners Consumed (Sinners Anonymous, #3)

by Somme Sketcher

“All my other fuck buddies call me Penny.” Violence hits me like a lightning bolt. “And all your other fuck buddies will be six-feet-under if you mention them again.”

Even though she’s brought me to my knees and set my world on fire around me, I’m not letting her go anywhere.

“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.”

I can only stare at him. “What are you doing here?” His gaze climbs my sweats and traps me. “I’m groveling.”

“You’d be stupid to mistake my obsession with you as me being a limp-dick little bitch, Queenie. I’ll play your games and jump through all your hoops until you blow the whistle on full-time. But what I won’t do is tolerate you mentioning another man, hypothetical or otherwise.”

“Because even though I’m unlucky with you, I feel even unluckier without you.”

My heart has caught fire, and I’m in love with the Queen who lit the match.