How to Fall in Lust with a Devil (Deceit & Devotion Book 3) by Lola Glass

Author:Lola Glass [Glass, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

After dinner, Bash grabbed the vase of roses, took my hand, and towed me up to our room. He didn’t say goodnight to everyone, so I figured he wasn’t planning on holding me hostage all night.

Not yet, at least.

He locked the door behind himself, and set the vase on the dresser.

When he started undoing the rest of the buttons on his shirt, my gaze was glued to his forearms.

They were nice forearms.

Really nice forearms.

“I should be asking you what the hell the roses and kiss were for,” I said, my eyes lingering on those damn arms.

“The roses were an apology. The kiss was a statement.”

I scowled, finally meeting his eyes again. They were already trained on me. “You can’t just hand me roses and kiss me like nothing’s wrong when we’re fighting, Trash. You called me a shallow slut, and said you didn’t trust me to keep it in my pants while Anthony was here.”

“Those were not my words,” he growled. “And let’s not use that particular nickname, shall we?”

He was right.

The Trash thing was a shitty move. I was just mad, and couldn’t resist.

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine. I deserved it. Not again, though?”

I nodded. “Back to the argument, Brash.”

“That one, I kind of like. It’s not as good as Smash, though.”

A snort escaped me. “Stop. I’m mad at you.”

“As you have a right to be. But we both know I didn’t call you a shallow slut, or say I didn’t trust you not to jump on Anthony’s dick.”

“That was my translation, actually.”

“Then you should rewire your translator.” His neutrality was back, but I found myself not minding it that much. It was almost… dry.

Maybe a little sarcastic.

I could work with dry and sarcastic.

He tugged his shirt off, tossing it into an empty laundry basket I hadn’t noticed inside the bathroom. Though I tried not to drool at all those gorgeous muscles, I definitely failed.

I’d never seen him shirtless before, but holy shit, it was a sight I could get used to. I had to shove my hands in my dress’s pockets to stop myself from reaching out and touching him.

“I said you’ve been looking for a hookup since August moved in with you. That’s the truth. I wasn’t suggesting you were shallow—it’s not shallow to want sex. If it is, I’m far worse than you at this point. I’ve been fucking my fist to a mental image of you for much longer than you’ve been itching for a hookup.”

Heat rolled through my body. “I hope you haven’t been using a mental image since you asked me to leave my door open.”

His eyes moved slowly down my figure. “Definitely not.”

Good.

“Turn around, Brynlee.”

My forehead creased.

He spun his finger, and I understood what he was asking.

I turned around slowly.

When I faced him again, the bulge in his pants was bigger. “Damn, that dress.”

“You also said you didn’t trust me in the same house as Anthony.”

“I don’t trust him. He’s hated me since we were kids. He’ll do whatever it takes to seduce you, now that I’ve so loudly claimed you as mine.

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