Chapter 17

"I just wish we knew more about this Paul." Sawyer unwound his hands from mine and sat back, settling one of them casually on my thigh instead. Strength and comfort emanated from his fingertips, his palm seeming to dwarf my entire leg. "When the driving force behind the Necron Brotherhood fell apart, slayers still fell, though no one knew exactly how."

"So how do I defeat him if he's this unknown thing?" I asked.

Eddie posted his arms on the table across from me, his blond hair tumbling across his forehead in a sexy mess, his eyes bright as if he'd just come to a conclusion. "By making a series of choices."

I stared at him since he'd just said the magic words. Me? Make my own choices? I could've kissed him, threw him down on the table and had my way with him a fourth time.

The corner of his mouth quirked as if he'd read my intent and agreed wholeheartedly. "Choice one - do you want to marry the devil and be done with all of this?"