Sweet Revenge

I’ve lost everyone I’ve ever cared about, and I’ve never loved somebody like this. I can’t lose it, and I won’t lose you … This has nothing to do with equal rights or trust. This is life, and you’re mine.

I love completely, Laney, and I’m sure it’s a pain in the ass … You have my heart and always will.

He’d left his baby brother to die alone. Tears he’d never allow anybody to see spiked his eyes like acid. He’d lived with fear, he’d lived with pain, but failure was just too much. Now, with Jory’s face in front of him, his hands shook and his vision clouded. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice raw and hoarse.

He looked like a pissed-off fallen angel in the middle of Armageddon.

I wish I could say differently, but temporary works for me right now.” “Temporary is all I have.

I always figured somebody was meant for me, and when I found him, I’d know it. The second I saw you in the alley, something in me recognized you.

The second you make contact, I’ll have you on that bar, held tight, my cock pressed between your legs, my lips on yours until you beg for more. Even fully clothed, I may make you come—and I won’t care who’s watching.

If you say so. Just to be clear, I feel anything but brotherly toward you, Laney.

Not only did he have the body of a god, the fighting skills of an ancient warrior, and the face of an angel, but the guy could fix cars? “Who