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“Jess pushed herself up to sit next to him. "In case you didn't get the memo, it' s my turn to take care of you right now." Ike dropped his face into his hands on a groan, and Jess's cool hand massages his neck. "Oh, my God. You're so hot." He chuffed out a small laugh. "Why, thank you." Jess Chuckled. "You realize you don't have to fish for compliments, right? Not from me. Because I will straight-up tell you that the sight of your Ravens tat stretched over all these muscles gives me a lady boner." Her fingers traced the design across his shoulder blades - a spread-winged raven perches on the hilt of a dagger sunk into the eye socket of a skull. The block letters of the club's name arched over the menacing black bird. He threw her some major side-eye. "I know I'm sick because the perverted part of my brain just heard you say my ink gives you a lady boner.”

“The only upside to that ice-cold bath was that Ike has gotten wet and tossed his shirt, and Jess thought she might be willing to be sick more often if it meant getting to see him shirtless. Because, holy bad-ass tattooed biker on a stick, he was so freaking hot. Cut muscles, ink everywhere, two insanely delicious indents low on his waist. And scars Jess has no idea how Ike had gotten. All that goodness and Jess couldn't even see the big Ravens tat that she knew covered Ike's broad back. But she'd seen it before, back at Hard Ink when Jeremy occasionally did a new piece for Ike. She'd seen it enough to know that she'd love to have a good reason to dig her fingers into that tat...”

“Statt mich wegzudrücken oder zurückzutreten, griff er nach meinem Oberarm und zog mich noch näher zu sich heran. Wieder hüllte mich sein würziger Geruch ein und mein Blick glitt über sein Gesicht, seine Lippen, hinunter zu seinem Hals. Sein ganzer Körper war angespannt, die Muskeln traten hervor und sein Kiefer zuckte. Er schluckte – schwer. Noch nie war mir aufgefallen, wie sexy so ein Hals oder ein Kiefer sein konnte. Oder diese vollen Lippen, die sich gerade teilten, als er Luft ausstieß. Sein Atem streifte meine Wange und ging nun mindestens genauso schnell wie meiner. Verdammt – so war das nicht geplant gewesen.”

“I wonder if it was your father who made you think so little of yourself,” Wolfe said, which was not at all what Jess expected. “Having met the man, I would believe it. But, Jess: don’t believe what the demons whisper in the corners of your mind. We all have demons. You are not to be compared against any of the others, or against your own brother. You are yourself. And if I had not seen genius in you, I never would have kept you in the class. I don’t coddle mediocrity.”

“He sounded oddly calm. “It’s risky.” My arm is in the mouth of a sphinx that’s only a moment from ripping it from the socket. Risky sounds quite safe, Wolfe thought, but he didn’t say it. Too many words. “Tell me!” “Work your arm free,” Jess said. “Run. Make for the Minotaur. If you can make them fight each other—” Risky wasn’t the right word for it. Suicidal was far more on point.”