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.

Auteur: Patricia Briggs

For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever.<br />“Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable.<br /><br />“Really what?” I asked.<br />“Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?”<br />He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me.<br /><br />“Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you. - Patricia Briggs


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