A slow, wry smile teased Daemon’s lips. "Simmer down, Kitten, before I have to get you a ball of yarn to play with."

Annoyance flared deep inside me. "Don’t start with me, jerk-face.

“Shower first. Epic b****-out session second, sincere apology third, and then sl…”

“I have the feeling we just made a deal with the devil, and he's going to come b…”

“My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.”

“You know what?” His breath was warm against my cheek. “There are a lot of stupi…”