Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

He pulls his brows together. “Of course not. Who the fuck
would do that?”
“Are your feet always cold?”
“No. I run a few degrees hot. What are you talking about?”
I already know he doesn’t look away before he kisses me.
He looks deep into my eyes, like he doesn’t ever want to look
away.
Like he doesn’t want to miss a thing.
“I’m talking about making a stupid decision. One last
question.”
“What is it?”
“After you left me in that room at the restaurant, I heard
more gunshots. Was that you?”
He doesn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes. There were two men
with guns. They had their sights trained on Stavros and
Sloane. I killed them.”
Oh, bridge. High, unstable rope bridge swinging across a
roaring river far, far below. I sure hope you’ll hold my weight
as I step out onto you.
I whisper, “Okay. Thank you for being honest. You should
take me into the bedroom now.”
Without another word, Kage picks me up in his arms.