“How are you feeling?”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. A giggle burst free.
His head cocked to the side as a half-grin appeared. “What?”
“I can’t believe you’re asking if I’m okay when I stabbed you in the heart.”
― From Blood and Ash
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. A giggle burst free.
His head cocked to the side as a half-grin appeared. “What?”
“I can’t believe you’re asking if I’m okay when I stabbed you in the heart.”
― From Blood and Ash
“ The things the man did with his tongue and his fingers had only been surpassed by his shockingly large, decadently pulsing and wickedly throbbing—” Hawke chuckled. “This woman has a knack for adverbs, doesn’t she?”
“You can stop now.”
“Manhood.
“What?” I gasped.
“That’s the end of the sentence,” he explained, and when I glanced up, I immediately knew that whatever was about to come out of his mouth was going to burn me alive. “Oh, you may not know what she means by manhood. I do believe she’s talking about his cock. Prick. Dick. His—”
“Oh my gods,” I whispered.
“His—apparently—extremely large, throbbing and pulsing—”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
“And I’m about to stab you,” I warned. “In a very violent manner.”
― From Blood and Ash
“You can stop now.”
“Manhood.
“What?” I gasped.
“That’s the end of the sentence,” he explained, and when I glanced up, I immediately knew that whatever was about to come out of his mouth was going to burn me alive. “Oh, you may not know what she means by manhood. I do believe she’s talking about his cock. Prick. Dick. His—”
“Oh my gods,” I whispered.
“His—apparently—extremely large, throbbing and pulsing—”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
“And I’m about to stab you,” I warned. “In a very violent manner.”
― From Blood and Ash
“I hate you.” I scrambled to fold myself back into my blanket cocoon.
“See, that’s the problem. You don’t hate me.”
I had no response to that.
“You know what I think?”
“No. And I don’t want to know.”
He ignored that. “You like me.”
My brows knitted together as I stared out over the small clearing.
“Enough to be wildly inappropriate with me.” A pause. “On multiple occasions.”
“Good gods, I’d rather freeze to death at this point.”
“Oh, right. We’re pretending none of that happened. I keep forgetting.”
“Just because I don’t bring it up every five minutes doesn’t mean I’m pretending it didn’t happen.”
“But bringing it up every five minutes is so much fun.”
― From Blood and Ash
“See, that’s the problem. You don’t hate me.”
I had no response to that.
“You know what I think?”
“No. And I don’t want to know.”
He ignored that. “You like me.”
My brows knitted together as I stared out over the small clearing.
“Enough to be wildly inappropriate with me.” A pause. “On multiple occasions.”
“Good gods, I’d rather freeze to death at this point.”
“Oh, right. We’re pretending none of that happened. I keep forgetting.”
“Just because I don’t bring it up every five minutes doesn’t mean I’m pretending it didn’t happen.”
“But bringing it up every five minutes is so much fun.”
― From Blood and Ash
“Honeydew.”
― From Blood and Ash
― From Blood and Ash
“But there was nothing to be done or found here other than what was most likely reality, and what did I believe about truth? That it often could be terrifying, yes. But with truth came power. And I was never one to hide from the truth.”
― From Blood and Ash
― From Blood and Ash
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