We're still going to be seeing each other, he murmured. And don't even lie. I know that makes you happy, You told me you wanted me.Hold your horses. When?At the lake. He slanted his headm and I should've pulled back. His lips curved knowingly against mine, and he let go of my wrist. You said you wanted me.Both of my hand were on his chest. They had a mind of their own. I claimed no responsibility for them. I had a fever. Lost my mind.Whatever, Kitten. Daemon gripped my hips, lifting me onto the edge of he desk with an ease that was disturbing. I know better.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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In this excerpt from "Onyx" by Jennifer L. Armentrout, the characters share an intimate moment filled with tension and emotion. One character reassures the other that they will continue to see each other, recognizing the impact of their connection. The dialogue reveals a playful yet serious undertone as they explore their desires and feelings for one another.

The interaction escalates as Daemon, displaying confidence and allure, lifts the other character onto a desk, intensifying the physical aspect of their relationship. Despite acknowledging the risks and potential chaos that come with their feelings—represented by the character's "fever" and loss of control—there is an undeniable attraction that drives them together.

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