“Come on, my little siren. Come to me.”

“My damned little siren laughed at me. “I see your language has improved.”Poof—like magic, the anger disappeared.”

“My siren had sung to me for way too long, capturing my heart, tempting me with her body, driving me slowly insane. Now, I expected her to pay up.”

“My siren became a temptress with that seductive smile on her lips.”

“Our eyes met. Her green eyes melted and she gave me that beautiful siren smile.”

“She'd come home with me to act as my barrier for Family Friday-or as i liked to refer it, Dinner for the Damned.”

“She leaned over the tabe. I focused on her tight ass. My siren ate me alive with every movement. As she took aim, she no longer resembled the fragile girl at school, but a sniper.”