His eyes were burning a liquid silver and his arm tightened around me. "I would give up on you, Alex. Never."
"Then why are you being such a-"
"What?" his voice dropped low. "I'm being what?"
Infuriating. Stubborn. Thick-skulled. Freaking sexy. "Good gods, can we stop arguing and just, I don't know, make out?
"Then why are you being such a-"
"What?" his voice dropped low. "I'm being what?"
Infuriating. Stubborn. Thick-skulled. Freaking sexy. "Good gods, can we stop arguing and just, I don't know, make out?
( Jennifer L. Armentrout )
[ Apollyon ]
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