Maybe some hidden, fragmented part of me had feared that if I admitted to Bones how much he truly meant to me, then I'd be acknowledging to myself that he had the power to destroy me more thoroughly than anyone, even Apollyon or the vampire council, could. All the rest of the world could only kill or devastate my mind and body. Bones alone held the power to demolish my soul.
Jeaniene FrostHe picked the wrong profession. Should've stayed a prostitute. He'd have made millions. - Cat
Jeaniene FrostCat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. "Uh, before this goes any further, letโs at least introduce ourselves to your friend. Iโm Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. Weโre part of Mencheresโ twisted little fang family."
Jeaniene FrostBones,โ I sighed. โKnow something? Iโm not afraid of you, but you scare meโฆ.โ His outline blurred again. โYou scare me, too, Kitten,โ he might have replied, but I couldnโt be sure.
Jeaniene FrostYou do that, and I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you." He grinned, his mood changing from serious to wicked in an instant. "Why? I'm all those things and more." I shook my head. Ian was more proud of his depravity than anyone I'd met, but if he helped me pull Bones out from under four bespelled vampires and one demonically-enchanced vamp, I'd shower him with prostitutes and porn while swearing he was an angel.
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