CH 27 - Persefone
PERSEFONE POV The roof shingles dug painfully into my palms while I laid completely flat above the boys’ bedroom window trying not to breathe too loudly. This was probably rock bottom. Not emotionally. That ship sailed days ago. I meant literally. Because if I slipped right now I was going to fall straight through the old porch roof and die in front of my soon-to-be-not-mates like the world’s dumbest spy movie victim. I was stuck in a chick flick. Below me the bedroom door slammed open hard enough the vibration traveled through the wood beneath my stomach. “What the fuck.” Thane. Oh goddess. I squeezed my eyes shut briefly while every muscle in my body locked instantly. Busted. I was absolutely busted. And to make everything worse? Some deeply embarrassing part of me immedi
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