If only Paris and the Harpies had gotten along. But Promiscuity had taken one look at the beautiful women and deemed them โtoo much effort.
Gena ShowalterYou are mine,โ he rasped. โOnly ever mine. I accept all that you are, and we can be together.
Gena ShowalterHe willed his body to remain unaffected. Sabin would fuss if Strider sported a hard-on around his precious. And, of course, "fuss" meant Strider would find his intestines wrapped around his neck, breathing a thing of the past.
Gena ShowalterWhat was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.
Gena ShowalterJust in case you get any ideas, know that Iโll be sleeping with a can of Mace in one hand and pepper spray in the other.โ - Katie Jorlan's expression turned mocking. โJust in case you get any ideas, know that Iโll be sleeping with a feather in one hand and massage oil in the other.
Gena ShowalterNo.โ He wouldnโt lie about that. Not to her. And not because sheโd rip him to pieces when she discovered the truth. โI canโt give you forever.โ The nibbling increased in intensity, leaving a bead of blood in the center of her mouth. โBecause weโre not a good match?โ Of course she would remember every insult heโd ever thrown at her. โYes.โ โThen what can you give me?โ โHere. Now.โ Something his body craved more with every second that passed.
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