Astennu
"You're only going to get so many chances, ahbil (stupid)," I shook my head at my brother after Evie had left.
"I can't help it! She's sexy as hell when I piss her off," he flopped backwards onto the bed, sighing longingly with a huge smile spread across his face filled with pride at his successful goading.
"But marking? Seriously?! She was about ready to drop kick our asses to the curb yesterday," I called from where I was fishing out some clothing, a thick black Henley shirt and dark grey jeans.
"You can't tell me you haven't been picturing your mark on her neck from the second you knew she was ours?" He replied back as though that was an excuse for him saying it aloud to her.
I had been picturing my mark on her for years, well before I knew she was ours, but that was besid
