The siren wore a triumphant smirk on her face. Meanwhile, the electricity coursing through the water tickled.
Jory lifted his foot and shook it, sending water droplets flying. "That was interesting."
The corners of her lips turned down in displeasure. "You were supposed to die."
At that, he laughed. "I'm not that easy to kill." Just ask his enemies. "Shall we finish that kiss?"
She wagged a finger in his direction. "Lay one hand on me, and I will hurt you."
He'd like to see her try. In bed. With fewer clothes. "I didn't think you were into that kind of thing. But I am open to trying."
"I was not - you - " she stammered. Her chin angled. "You got your kiss. And there won't be a second. So, unless you plan on raping me, you might as well leave."
Jory never had and never would force a
