How does it feel, MacKayla? You have a piece of me in your mouth. Would you like another?
Karen Marie MoningIf heโd been any other man and i'd been any other girl, Iโd have called the narrowing of his heavy-lidded dark eyes lust. But he was Barrons and I was Mac, and a blossoming of lust was about as likely as orchids blooming in Antarctica
Karen Marie MoningThere was pain, but there was also joy. It was in the tension between the two that life happened. Imperfect as it was, this world was real. Illusion was no substitute. I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.
Karen Marie MoningFor the record, Irish," he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, "I kneel to no one.
Karen Marie MoningUnbelievable," I heard Christian mutter behind me. "She toops them both?" I head Drustan ask. "And they permit it?" Dageus sounded baffled. I looked between V'lane and Barrons. "This isn't even about me." "You're wrong about that." Barrons reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone. "You know how to find me if you want me." He was walking away. "More nifty acronyms?" He was gone.
Karen Marie Moning