A little Lost in the Concrete Jungle Sneak Peek
“Show me your new tattoo,” you whisper. Nerves are getting the better of you. Without argument or hesitation, Zebestian turns around to kneel between your legs. He pushes aside the hair to expose the fresh ink. A katana; that looks just like the one he wielded to protect you, is following the column of his neck. Impulsively, your thumb brushes over the red lightning bolt beside the ancient blade and Zebastian shivers. Captivated by the man poised and vulnerable at your feet, you are overcome with some foreign emotion. The man your father said was evil and ruthless is now unburdening himself to you.
“It’s beautiful.”
“It’s all for you,” he mumbles, turning on his knees. He must see the confusion written on your face when he quickly adds, “I am loyal to you now, not the Scarlet Dagger, not Lord Cyrus, but to you.” The last word barely leaves his lips before you lean and grasp his face, pulling him to kiss you. The kiss is soft and unhurried. He does not attempt to change the pace either. The two of you are melting into one soft moment.
I miss them so much
