Make Me (The Fox Family Crime Syndicate, #1)

by Summer O'Toole

Doesn’t she know there’s a serial killer on the loose?

Well, fuck. Looks like I’m going to be hunting down a serial killer all by myself.

I can’t be her knight. But I can be her king.

“That boy is certifiable, Lord knows it. But I’ve never seen him more clearheaded about anything than when he is talking about you.”

The sky is a swirl of sherbet orange and lavender. Does Beth get sunsets wherever she is?

I guess poorly endowed men are memorable after all.

“What’s your favorite color, a chuisle?” I whisper against her lips. “Pink, why?” Her mouth tugs at the corners. “Just Cash getting to know Harlow.” She smiles at that and kisses my jaw. “What’s your favorite animal?” she asks with a hint of giddiness. “A fox. I’d think that would be pretty obvious.” I laugh and give her ass a light slap. “One meal you could eat everyday and never get sick of?” “Mac and cheese with hotdogs.” I raise my eyebrow at her answer.

“If I had to kill you, I would insist you take that knife out of my leg and bury it in my neck right now. I’m not scared of dying, but I am scared of living without you.”

“You’re willing to die for me, a chuisle?” “I love you, Cash Fox.” I breathe, and he pulls me tighter. “I love you, a chuisle mo chroí.”

“He takes them from his queen.” Harlow stands gracefully. “And this queen is coming for your fucking head.”

“Long live the queen!” Cash hollers and stands. I watch in awed admiration as everyone at the table stands and repeats long live the queen.