See, there was logic, and then there was whatever this was.
Logic would've pointed towards some internal brain alarm. One that should've raised a giant red flag and prompted immediate avoidance.
Moreover, logic would've told him to heed the dragon's warnings and his magnanimity.
And as someone who had already been given the choice, all he really had to do was to pick the right one—the one where logic says that this could never work.
And yet, sitting there—his pulse racing, his hands shaking, his heart doing something deeply illegal—Riley realized that logic had officially abandoned him.
So for the record, this was definitely unfair. So deeply unfair that when that unholy face came a tad too close to his, all the illogical mortal could do was succumb to temptation.
Ah, dammit.
