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“You make this so hard," I muttered. "Make what hard?" Irritated and charmed, and annoyed because I was charmed, I glared at him. "Not liking you," I admitted. Zayne's lips tipped up and a wide, beautiful smile appeared, stealing my breath again. My eyes narrowed as I crossed my arms. "I don't know why you're smiling." "Maybe because..." He rose, extending his hand toward me. "Maybe because I'm not trying to make it easy, Trin.”

“When she stepped back, she smiled at me and then turned. "What?" she yelled. I followed her gaze to find Zayne and Roth standing several feet away, watching us. "Nothing." Roth has hands in his pockets. "Just that you two getting all handsy was kind of hot." Zayne jerked his head toward Roth. The demon prince shrugged. "Look, I'm just being honest. I'm a demon. I don't know why any of you would expect anything less from me." "It's a good thing I love him," Layla muttered as she stalked forward, and I got moving. "And I do love him with every part of my being and then some, but he... he just doesn't people well.”

“Every cell and molecule of who I am desires, needs and covets Layla. Humans call that love. I call it obsession. Same thing, I suppose, but I am a demon, Trinity. I'm brutally selfish and there are very few things I truly care about. While I may randomly commit acts of perceived kindness, I do them only so that Layla is happy. Because when she's not happy, it makes me want to do really, really bad things to whatever and whoever has upset her.”

“You're going to have to hold on harder than that." Amusement lanced his tone, and I rolled my eyes. "And scoot up, or the moment this Ducati moves, you're going to fly right off the back of it." "Sounds like if that happens, it's your fault," I retorted, but flattened my hands against his sides. "And if I get any closer, I'm going to be riding your back like a book bag." "That's a sentence I never thought I'd hear." His voice crackled through the microphone. "You're welcome.”

“-Sé que mi vida está ligada a la tuya, que si algo te pasa, me ocurre a mi también, pero eso no evita que me aterre perderte de algún modo. Haré cualquier cosa para llegar hasta ti si sucede algo. No habrá nada que me detenga -admitió- [...] ¿y saber lo que sería capaz de hacer si te perdiera? Sí, eso también me da miedo. [...]¿Si mi vida no estuviera ligada a la tuya y te pasara algo? Si te apartaran de mí, no habría nada que me impidiera recuperarte. Iría hasta los confines de la Tierra. Negociaría con todo lo que tengo -afirmó- Sé que eso está mal. Sé lo mal que podría salir, pero lo haría. Y no se debe al hecho de que, si tú murieras, yo también lo haría. Tras la muerte, nada me mantendría lejos de ti. Lo juro. Estaba mal. Probablemente saldría mal, pero susurré: -Yo haría lo mismo -y esa era la verdad-. ¿Si te mataran? -Incluso pensarlo dolía- Haría cualquier cosa para traerte de regreso.”

“Seth threw me a mischievous grin. “I can’t have Marcus just walking in on us. What if I want to snuggle on these cold New York nights?” My frown increased. “We don’t snuggle.” He dropped his arm over my shoulder, and the scent of mint and something wild tickled my nose. “How about we cuddle?” “We don’t do that either.” “But you’re my cuddle bunny. My little Apollyon cuddle—” I punched him in the side.”

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“The Guards in front of the dais turned and froze. Then they scattered like roaches. Apollo moved up the aisle. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” “I will find you! We’re connected. We are one!” Seth was still screaming. His gaze fell to the god. He sneered. “You want to fight me now, in your true form?” “I will fight you in any form, you little punk-ass brat.” Seth laughed. “You can’t kill me.” “But I can beat the living snot out of you.”

“I glanced over to where Seth looked like he wanted to bang his head against the wall. “Hey.” The blond continued to smile, while his friend continued to stare at me. Seth sighed again. “The one grinning like he’s crazy is Deacon, and the other one is Luke.” “We’re friends of his—of Seth’s,” Deacon threw in, and Seth did not look like they were friends. “This is Josie,” Seth continued. “Please don’t be weird and scare her.” “Be weird?” Deacon rolled those gray eyes. “Ha. Whatever, dude. All you need to know about me is that I’m like a dolphin in a sea of less-smart fish,” he announced, spreading his arms with a flourish. Luke turned to him slowly as his eyebrows inched up his forehead. “What?” He shrugged. “Just saying I have a lot in common with dolphins. They’re smart. I’m smart.” Seth rubbed his hand down his face.”