Juniper peers up at the younger Asgardian prince, contemplating her next move. He’s right. Everyone else had warned her about him, but that only made the chase even more exciting. Truthfully, her feelings for him, her innate desire began the day they met. She bit back her tongue every time she wanted to whisper something in his ear, or kiss his lips softly. That’s not what the guest was supposed to do.
“What’s not to want? Tall, Dark, Powerful, handsome.” she emphasizes her words.
“Powerful indeed.” Loki tilted his head, watching the little blonde. “Well, then. As much as I’m sure you’re pretty on your knees, I’d rather not risk being caught and killed on the belief that I forced you into anything. Shall we go to my room?” he asked, green eyes taking her in.
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