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Chapter 1

Ten seconds passed bethen Daemon Black took his seat and when he poked me under my shoulder blade with his trusty pen Ten whole seconds Twisting around in my seat, I inhaled the unique outdoorsy scent that was all him

Daemon pulled his hand back and tapped the blue cap of his pen on the corner of his lips Lips I ell fa, Kitten”

I forced reen, like the ste, Daemon”

Unruly dark hair fell over his forehead as he tilted his head “Don’t forget we have plans tonight”

“Yeah, I know Looking forward to it,” I said dryly

As Daemon leaned forward, his dark sweater stretched over broad shoulders He tipped his desk down I heard the soft inhales from my friends Carissa and Lesa, felt the eyes of everyone in class watching us One corner of his lips curved higher, as if he were secretly laughing

The stretch of silence became too heavy “What?”

“We need to work off your trace,” he said, low enough that only I could hear Thank God Trying to explain what a trace was to the general populace was not soet into Oh, you know, just alien residue that rubs off on huhts thenal to an evil alien race Want some?

Uh huh

I picked up ured as much”

“And I have this really fun idea of hoe can do it”

I knehat his “fun idea” was Me Hireen of his eyes heated

“Liking the idea?” he aze dropped to my lips

An unhealthy a, and I reminded myself that his sudden turnaround had more to do with the effect of his bizarre alien mojo on me than it did with me as a person Ever since Daemon healed me after the battle with the Aruh for him to jump into a relationship, it wasn’t for me

It wasn’t real

I wanted whatlove Powerful True A whacked-out alien bond couldn’t do that for me

“Not in this lifetime, buddy,” I said finally

“Resistance is futile, Kitten”

“So is your charm”

“We’ll see”

Rolling my eyes, I faced the front of the classroom Daemon was a total babe, but he was stab-worthy, which, at tih

Our ancient trig teacher shuffled in, clutching a thick wad of papers while he waited for the tardy bell

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