Page 75 of Never Fall for an Angel

“You’re here.”

He cocks a brow, loading the two plates in front of him.

“I am.”

Fuck.

“Why?”

“Because I live here.”

Double fuck.

“Eat.”

“I’m pleased to see you’re as chipper as ever,” I grumble, padding across the kitchen barefoot in just his gigantic T-shirt toward the coffee he’d brewed. He looks down at my toes as I walk, probably noting the red polish Paulina brought me before he shakes his head and takes his seat.

I fill my coffee mug, adding enough cream and sugar that there’s barely any coffee in it before I begrudgingly sit across from him.

“Sleep well?” he asks, not even bothering to look up from his food.

“Like a baby,” I lie, praying to God I didn’t make any noise mid-nightmare. That’snota conversation I want to have.

“You’re in a fine mood this morning.”

I smile sweetly, hoping he can see the glimmer of hate in my eyes.

“Captivity has a way of dampening the soul,” I reply, sipping my coffee loudly.

His eyes darken, and it looks like he can’t decide if he’d rather spank me or kill me.

Please let it be the latter.

“Are you bored?” he mocks. “Need me to find some chores for you, sweetheart?”

“No thanks. My schedule’s pretty packed between self-loathing and loathingyou. I’m finding it difficult to manage as it is.”

“Right, I wouldn’t want you to stress yourself out between your hobbies of backstabbing and dirty motel hopping.”

I smile sweetly, hoping my voice is laced with as much venom as what’s coating my heart.

“As opposed to kidnapping and world domination.”

He takes a bite of eggs, his eyes glinting wickedly.

“The only thing I plan to conquer is what’s between your legs.”

I can’t fight the blush on my cheeks nor the dip in my stomach that makes it feel like I’m standing in an electrified pool. I also can’t fight the stubborn streak my mother always hated.

“What’s between my legs is none of your concern. I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on earth.”

“That right?” Christian smirks, flashing that cocky grin at me that always got me before.

Unfortunately, it still works.

“I’d be willing to give you some pointers if you need help getting laid. You could start with your incessant need to kill innocent creatures.”

“That what you want? Want me to bring a girl home and fuck her in the same bed you sleep in.”

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