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387 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 13, 2022
“Good luck being the only hotdog bun at the sausage fest. I’ll light a candle for your vagina.”
Noah was my peace. Kingston was my home. Alek was my superpower. And Caleb . . . well, I guess we’d find out if the infuriating priest ever decided to take that step.
“You really do love her in your own psycho macho way, don’t you?”
“She’s my mate. Of course I fucking love her.”
“What if I give you my broken heart and you realize you don’t want it?”
Shaking my head, I leaned close and kissed him softly. “I want it,” I whispered against his lips. “I want to unbreak it.”
“You’re broody, stern, angry. Never nice.”
“That’s not true.”
“It isn’t? Do you even have friends besides me and God?”
His lips quirked. “Is that what we are? Friends?”
“I don’t know. It’s not like I can just call you my spanking buddy. And you don’t like it when I call you my daddy.”
“Fuck that. Don’t make excuses for him. It’s complicated to love a woman who loves three other men too, but I do it. It’s bloody complicated to abandon my family because I know I can’t be without you and stay sane.” He slid his shirt sleeve up, exposing the traitor mark he bore for me. “I welcome the complications because the reward is worth everything. You are worth everything. Don’t let this coward make you believe you deserve this.”
“Vikings don’t have temper tantrums. We have manly rages.”
“I fucking hate that he’s given you his mark, that they’ve all done it. But most of all, that I bloody well can’t.”
“Praise Jesus, hallelujah.”
“You don’t believe in Jesus.”
“Sure I do. He was a nice boy. Good beard, bad tan lines.”
I cocked a brow. “I feel like we’re crossing some kind of blasphemy line.”
“Noah was my peace, Kingston was my home, Alek was my superpower and Caleb, well I guess we’d find out if the infuriating priest ever decided to take that step”.