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“Oh my God.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“What?”

“You actually have teeth.”

He grins.

“Would you like to inspect them more closely?”

I slide my arms around his neck.

“That depends. Are you going to behave?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Good.”

I kiss him again.

And this time, when his arms tighten around me, the earth remains perfectly still.

Well.

The earth does.

My knees are another story.

Chapter 11

Wren

There are certain disadvantages to falling in love with an ancient god.

He’s stubborn. He’s bossy. He has absolutely no concept of personal space.

And apparently, he considers carrying me up three flights of stairs a perfectly reasonable alternative to waiting for me to find my apartment keys.

“Vidar, put me down!”

“No.”

“Someone could see us!”

“Let them.”

“You’re enjoying this.”

“Immensely.”

I wrap my arms around his neck as he reaches the landing outside my apartment.

“You know, most men buy a girl dinner before sweeping her off her feet.”

“I have bought you dinner.”

“With money you borrowed from me.”