For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever.
“Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable.
“Really what?” I asked.
“Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?”
He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me.
“Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you.
There is something incredibly arousing about being wanted. I pulled my hand back and sucked in a deep breath. “Adam,” I said.
Patricia BriggsTim was dead. And he's always been a loser. I'd be damned if I was going to be the victim of a loser - or anyone else.
Patricia BriggsTags: loser
I knew he would never leave me, never let me down-because the man had never abandoned anything in his long life. If I hadn’t taken the gold rope of our bond, I knew Adam would have sat on me and hog-tied me with it. I liked that. A lot.
Patricia BriggsTags: werewolves mate-bond
Mercy," said my mother thoughtfully, "you never told me your werewolf neighbor was quite that hot.
Patricia BriggsTags: mercy-thompson adam-hauptman
He sighed. "I don't think an apology will do, Mercy. Because an apology implies that you wouldn't do it again. And, under the circumstances, you wouldn't do anything differently, would you?
"No.
Tags: friendship apologies
Now, I'm not very vain. If I'd ever been, making my living covered in various grease and dirt mixtures would have cured me quickly. Still, I wasn't up to facing two sexy men when I had one eye swollen mostly shut and half of my face black and blue.
Patricia BriggsHe bit the nape of my neck and I moaned.
Patricia BriggsThere is no cash in battling evil: just the opposite in my experience
Patricia BriggsCheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach.
Patricia BriggsTags: mercy-thompson
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