Armentrout

“He went ahead to get Thierry. I have no idea where a hospital is in this place. If I did, that’s where your ass would be.”

It beats you bitching about me bleeding on you.”

“You’re so...annoying.”

I glared back at him. “I hope I stained your clothes

Zayne leaned in, and when he spoke, his voice was so low. “I feel like...like we’ve met before,” he said, and I vaguely became aware of Matthew’s fingers stilling. “I felt that way the first time we spoke, but we haven’t. I would’ve remembered.”