Still, I'd do anything for him. Even smear his clotting blood inside the vehicle of his choosing.

I didn't know what would take my mind off the sexy Spartan, except for maybe a total lobotomy.

Easy was for people too weak to suck it up and do what needed to be done. And I wasn’t weak. Not anymore.

Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

I know, I know. But I can always kill him later. This way, at least we get to humiliate him first.” Finn eyed me. “Sometimes I think you’re even more devious, twisted, and vicious than I am.” I grinned. “You only wish you could be as ruthless as me.” “Absolutely.

But I'd much rather face a dozen assassins like LaFleur any night than deal with something as tricky, convoluted, and fragile as my feelings.

Oh, baby. You have no idea what I’d do to get through those layers and down to the good stuff.