He pulled me close, kissing me with a passion that lit my own into an inferno, Kostya’s dragon fire spiraling up our bodies. “Drake was right. You’re going to make my life a living hell.”

“That’s right,” I said, not paying any attention to Aisling’s laughter or Jim’s mumbled “Abaddon.” “And you’re going to love every single minute of it. Just as I will love you making me crazy. Kostya?”

“Yes?”

“I love you, too. Let’s go see just how fireproof Suzanne’s bedroom is.”