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“You always think that.”
“And I’m always right.”
I picture him again as a pissed-off little hedgehog and it starts me off once more.
He doesn’t sit up or otherwise move, only lifts a hand to my face, traces my laughing mouth. “I like it when you do that,” he says quietly. “I like the sound of it. The shape of it. The way it makes your eyes go shiny. I like knowing you’re happy, even at my expense.”
Aw, shucks.
“I just…” I wipe tears from the corners of my eyes with my fingers. “I imagined you as this cute hedgehog—”
“Me. A hedgehog.” He blinks, his hand dropping on his chest. “Really.”
“Yes, really.”
“Why?”
I have to bite down on more laughter. “I don’t know. Just an image that popped into my mind.”
“That’s the sort of image that pops into your mind when you think of me?”
It’s hard to stop from cracking up when he looks so perfectly stunned. “Erm…”
“We have to change that.”
He moves like lightning, sitting up, rolling me under him, and suddenly I’m on my back, his face over mine, soft black and blue hair brushing his brows, his jaw, the edges of his wicked grin, revealing that cute dimple in his right cheek.
“Sin,” I gasp.
“Do I still look like a cuddly hedgehog to you?” he demands.
“Hedgehogs aren’t cuddly.”
“Good.” His mouth gentles into a smile. “That would ruin my bad reputation.”
I reach up to touch his face, and he kisses my mouth hungrily, then his lips trail down my neck, over the mark there.
I think of that, and of the fae tattoo on my back. Life leaves so many marks on us, fingerprints of our fate.
He lifts his head. “What’s wrong?”
“I was just thinking about the tattoo on my back,” I blurt out. “I mean…”
“I’ll take care of that,” he says. “Still don’t know who put it on you. I’ve had a lot on my mind.”
“Sorry. I know that.”Way to spoil the mood, Mia.
“But that’s not all, is it?” He lifts up and sits back, settling beside me, wrapping his arms around his knees. “Something else is bothering you. Tell me what it is.”
I sit up, too. I don’t want to do this but I’ve shattered the moment anyway. Might as well go all the way. “Melissa said some pretty bad things about you, Sin.”
“Me?”
“All four of you.”
His eyes turn flat. “Well, it’s all true, I can tell you that now without asking for details.”
“Sin. Don’t say that.”
