The pendant went so cold that frost actually formed on the chain links. Tiny ice crystals blooming across the silver like flowers made of pure rage.
Three hundred miles away, Natalia Kuzmina was having a very bad night.
I groaned. "You just made my life significantly harder."
"Good." Reyna sat up, still straddling me, gloriously naked and completely unashamed. Her crimson hair fell over one shoulder. Her skin was flushed and marked with the evidence of what we'd done. "I refuse to be your convenient secret. If I'm doing this, I'm doing it for real. The girl with the ice ring is going to have to learn to share, because I'm not going anywhere."
"She doesn't share well."
"Neither do I." Reyna traced her finger along the line of my jaw. "Guess you'll have to be enough for both of us."
