The man’s second language seems to be innuendo. I’ll be monopolizing her time for the foreseeable future.”Ī small blush creeps up my throat at the praise, but I stuff it down. Astor is a phenomenal assistant, which is obvious from this party she threw together in a few weeks. “Since I said so.” He glances at the other man, who reaches up to tug at his bow tie, seemingly uncomfortable now with our addition. “Since when?” I reply, tilting my chin up in defiance.Īlistair’s brows quirk up. My spine tingles, and I bite the inside of my cheek to stifle the warmth threatening to build. He sidles up to my side, holding a champagne flute in one hand and grazing my outer thigh with the other. Astor’s evenings are no longer available.”Ĭurling my fingers around the edges of the board, I swing my gaze up to meet Alistair’s. Start the series of standalones with Promises and Pomegranates today→ She sneered in my direction, beguiling me with her disgust. Mocked my brother when he succumbed to such a fate.īefore I noticed the blue-haired nymph lurking in the background.Ĭora Astor shouldn’t have come to this island. Mortals who fancy themselves gods will one day kneel. Arrows and Apologies, an all-new alluring dark forbidden standalone romance from international bestselling author Sav R.
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