Sky’s brows drew together. “Did you know that one bolt of lightning could toast a hundred thousand pieces of bread?” She scratched the nape of her neck, not looking at Mia.

Go figure, that happened to be his same style of flirtation as well—annoy her half to death until, before she could stop herself, she confessed her deep darks and bonded with him to a degree she never had before.

Mia shook her head. “I’m shocked you’re not swarmed. Successful chef with the best sense of humor on the planet and straight-up gorgeous? I would’ve guessed you’d be turning down women left and right.” “There’s nothing straight about me, babe,” Sky responded, the huskiness in her voice sending a shiver down Mia’s spine.

Roxie arched a brow. “I think I’m familiar with mortifying, doll. Remember, I’m driving my mother to prison tomorrow.” “Ah, that old chestnut,” Mel teased back, trying to cling to her composure.

Here to arrest me, handsome?” the woman asked, a smirk on her lips as if she wasn’t staring down the end of a barrel.

Careful,” Leo warned. “Talking all treasonous like that makes it sound like you’re flirting with rebellion.” Renn rolled his eyes. “Well I would be fucking with rebellion, but we’re too busy tiptoeing away in the night.

Busting out the fancy words now?” Jer continued with an amused grin. “Don’t tease. You know how a big vocabulary turns me on.”Raven pursed her lips to hide her smile as she handed him a bowl and fork. “Yeah, okay. Keep your big vocabulary in your pants,” she responded.

The jury’s still out on your level of intellect. After all, you signed up with Evil Incorporated in the first place.

You know, stealing someone’s kill is bad form,” he complained, cutting through the quiet tension.