Sten reached out immediately, thumb pulling my lip free before I could hurt myself.
“Don’t do that, Luna,” he chided gently.
“Can we please pretend I didn’t say that?”
“Pretend what didn’t happen? That a hot as fuck woman tells me my accent melts her panties? You expect me to just forget it?”
His eyes darkened slowly.
“Yep, that would be great,” I murmured, eyes wide as he stepped closer.
Oh, my body really liked it when he was close.
“Unfuckinglikely,” he growled.
My mouth fell open.
Did he just?
Did he just call me hot as fuck?
Heat exploded through me so fast I nearly stumbled.
And judging by the wicked satisfaction suddenly glowing in his eyes—this tall blue Monster knew exactly what he’d done to me.
He took my hand in his, and I was acutely aware of the difference in everything.
Size.
Strength.
Origin.
But there was also a rightness there. A sense of connection I’d never felt with anyone else.
So, for the first time in my life, I threw caution to the wind. I didn’t worry about what this would look like or how it would affect my family.
I thought of myself instead.
Of my wants and needs.
I thought of him.
And I held on.
Chapter 10-Amrin
We walked a little bit longer in silence.
“So, let’s talk about this accent thing,” Sten said, amusement roughening his already devastating voice as he squeezed my hand in his.
Gods.
His hands were just enormous.
Warm.
Strong enough to break things.
