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you’re really a violent little thing, aren’t you?”
“Now, get back to bed before your wingleader realizes you’re out after curfew.” “What?” I gawk after him. “You’re my wingleader!”
“Your hands are bound, too. Do you bleed often?” “I try not to.”
“Get on your back?” I repeat like a fucking parrot. “Have you seen you? Do you have any idea how huge you are?” I’d need a damned ladder to get up there. The look he gives me can only be described as annoyance. “One does not live a century without being well aware of the space one takes up. Now get on.”
“You’re making us look bad. Stop it.”
“Now get in the seat and actually hold on this time, or no one is going to believe that I’ve actually chosen you,” he growls.
Oh. Shit. I hadn’t spoken those words. I’d thought them. He can read my thoughts. “See? Smartest of your year.” So much for privacy. “You’ll never be alone again.” “That sounds more like a threat than a comfort,”
It’s everything I expected and yet still so disappointing.
“Have you always been this tall?” I blurt the first thing that comes to mind. “No. I was a child at some point.”
I shouldn’t be saying these things. These are the thoughts families keep behind their doors so they can wear their polished, perfect reputations like armor when in public.
“I hear it’s all the fashion,” Tairn brags.
“Fuck, that stubborn, feisty look always makes me want to kiss you.”
“Stop telling me what I want.” I breathe raggedly
“Stop being so fucking honorable and fuck me, Xaden.”
“I don’t deserve you.” His arm curls around my hips and he tugs me closer. “But I’m going to keep you all the same.”
