Adrian's POV
My hand tensed for just a moment.
Then I pulled her into my embrace, shifting my good leg to make room for her. My mouth found hers—not gentle this time, but claiming. Possessive.
I nipped at her lower lip, and Raze rumbled approval deep in my chest.
"Even if you did," I growled against her mouth, "I still wouldn't divorce you."
Lina pushed lightly at my chest, frustrated with my deflection. I could feel her irritation radiating through our bond, but I couldn't help myself. The thought of her ever wanting to leave me—even as a joke—made something dark and possessive twist in my gut.
"You're so... hard." Her voice came out breathy as she tried and failed to create distance between us.
Her innocent observation sent heat rushing through my entire body. Raze
