Goliath (Leviathan #3) Bread Overhead

And I dont know what I feel, because its like I feel everything at once. For the first time since I met him, my hero looks lost, my guardian angel has a broken wing. And I want to mend him, save him the way hes always saved me. I want to love him until he feels found.

I watch him as he drives. Because I can; because I like being this close to him. You should be so proud.Proud? he scoffs, disbelieving.

Proud that you are who you are. Of what youve made of yourself . . . if thats where you started out.Thanks, he says a minute later. And, Im grateful for what you said back there. You, sticking up for me like that . . . it was cute.Cute? I say it like its a dirty word.

Very cute? Logan tries.I was hardcore. I was scary—threatening. Grrrr.

And the bastard laughs at me. If he didnt look so gorgeous doing it, Id be pissed. Except not really.

You promised youd stay in the car, he reminds me.Dont look at me like that; Im just teasing him a little. You know he deserves it. No harm in that, right?

I skip down the hall to the kitchen, proud of myself. When I step onto the cold tile floor, goose bumps rise up my legs and down my arms. I really am thirsty, so I get a glass from the cabinet and fill it with cold water.Standing at the sink I take a nice long gulp, closing my eyes as the cool liquid soothes my dry throat. A drop trails down my chin, over my collarbone, and down my breast.

Without warning, a hard chest presses up against my back, shocking me. I squeak and the glass drops and shatters in the sink.I dont know how he got free, but the handcuffs are dangling from his wrists. Rough hands pull me back, trapping me.

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