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“Actually, she’s stalking me.”
What she—Amanda—has reduced me to. A boy in the playground, so enamored that he steals things that don’t belong to him. Only that isn’t really true, though, is it? I can’t steal something that’s already mine.
“There is nothing average about you.” His voice is so definitive, I find myself nodding along. “You shouldn’t talk down to yourself like that.”
She spits in my face, and while I wipe it off, my brain empties of every single thought except one: I think I fucking love this woman.
“Did you fucking kidnap me?” One sentence I never thought I’d say.
“Think of it as protective custody.” His lip twitches in amusement.
“Because I chose to protect you over family—the previous most important thing to me—the Bratva will now be after you. They think I took someone precious from them, and now they will try to take someone precious from me.” “So, what now? I’m just going to be locked up in here with you like some princess in a tower.” “No, baby. You’re a queen.”
“We’re endgame, baby, and if you don’t see that, you better put that bullet in my head right now because I’m gonna ruin all other men for you when I worship every inch of your body.”
“Lie to yourself, lie to the world, lie to fucking God himself, but don’t ever lie to me.”
“You belong to me as surely as the heart that beats in this chest belongs to me.”
I’m not a religious man, but goddamn if she didn’t make me want to drop to my knees in worship.
“You fucking roll your eyes at me again, I’ll take you across my knee and turn your sweet ass bright red. And you know I’ll enjoy every second of it, so go ahead. Call my bluff, baby.”
“You’re mine, Harlow. My woman, my property, my queen, my fucking whore, if I so choose.”
Anything. Anything for you,
Trying to fix a broken heart? Nothing simple about that.
“I’m taking a key back so I can lock the door behind me,” he calls from the kitchen. “There’s a serial killer out there, ya know.” “Too soon, jackass,” I holler back with a laugh.
I’m not scared of dying, but I am scared of living without you.”
