Evelyn
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, and he leaned closer to my ear, his breath caressing the side of my neck without evoking the visceral response that even a single glance from that cursed Italian bastard would. "I'd steal you," Cameron whispered.
I'd kill him and snatch you back- Jacob would have said.
Fuck, Evelyn- don't think about him.
"That's not very brave, is it?" I tried to keep my thoughts from drifting back to him.
"You don't need bravery to win, beautiful," Cameron chuckled, turning me around so that my back pressed against his front, his chin resting on my shoulder. "You just need to be smart. And I think I'm smart enough to snatch you from anyone in this world- though I'd appreciate it if Jacob doesn't stay on the enemy's side," he joked.
Well
