Rhapsodic (The Bargainer Book 1)

The Bargainer steps in close, his lips curling up in a sardonic smile. “You have over three hundred favors to repay me. By the time we’re done, you will realize that Eli and all those other men were just a dissatisfying dream. That this, and only this, is real.”

“I don’t want to talk about this, Callie. I don’t want to analyze what I feel for you. I want you to say yes, and then I want to fuck you until you’re saying my name like a mantra.”

“Baby girl, I’m not breaking up with you. Not over this. When I get back, we’ll talk about it.”

“Is this really necessary?” I ask, referring to where I lay in his arms. I push down a shudder. His body still feels like home, just as it did when I was a teenager, and I hate that.

The Bargainer is gorgeous in a way that only a few rare men are.

Callie, I love you. I’ve loved you from the beginning. And I will love you long after the last star dies. I will love you until the end of darkness itself.”

And I don’t think he wants to fight me.

“Keep talking to me like that, cherub,” the Bargainer says. “You don’t know how much it turns me on.” He pats my ass, and I see red.

Jesus. He looks like an assassin—a bangable one.

“Why, Des?” The question I always come back to.
He studies me for a long moment. “Eventually, I will tell you,”