= Amara =
I honestly couldn’t tell whether I should regret ever offering anything to this man, especially when his shoulders began shaking again. And of course—because the universe enjoyed humiliating me—he broke into another bout of loud, unrestrained laughter. Like I’d just delivered the punchline he’d been waiting for his whole life.
Heat rushed up my neck so fast it felt like my skin was about to melt right off my face. Annoyance shot through my chest, sharp and merciless, like someone fired a bullet straight into my ribs. My hands curled into fists on instinct. And by the name of Goddess Selene, I wanted to hit him.
Hard. Preferably in the mouth.
“You—” Mikael choked out, wiping the corner of his eye as if this was the funniest thing he’d heard in years. “You want what?”
“You hea
