I’m mad at you, stop laughing.

Excerpt from The Eternal Machine.

“I swear, if you say I’m fine one more time, I’m going to feed you to the Giants.”

I chuckle, my small laugh becoming boisterous. I hold my side, unable to stop.

Novak rolls his eyes, fighting a threatening grin. “I’m mad at you, stop laughing.” I lift my face and kiss his neck, brushing my smiling lips on the throbbing artery.

He shakes his head and kisses my lips, lingering and whispering the desperate words on mine. “Seriously, Lyth. I can’t do that again.”

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