The Purest Hook (Second Circle Tattoos) - Plot & Excerpts
Dred, obviously the larger of the two, had him at a disadvantage. But Lennon didn’t look overly concerned. In fact, Jordan was grinning, even after Dred had punched Lennon in the stomach.The room emptied quickly, leaving her clutching the blanket to her chest as she decided how to make her excuses and go to the washroom.Dred walked toward her and joined her on the sofa. “Morning, Snowflake,” he said, following it with a soft kiss, his lips warm and inviting.She wanted to know what happened. “What was that about?”“Lennon being an idiot.”“So you hit him?”“Yeah. He was disrespectful of this.” Dred used his hand to go between the two of them and the sofa.“Of you and me?”“No, that we slept on the sofa.”“Because the sofa’s bad?”“Geez, Pix, are you gonna make me say it?”“Say what?”Dred put his head into his hands.“Because we weren’t naked or in bed, fucking each other. He implied we . . . that I wasn’t—”“I get it.” Because they’d slept on the sofa, clothed.
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