By Mistake or Design

"So you do love me," he grinned, "a quick death is always reserved for loved ones.""Well my dear parabatai," I teased, "only the best for you." I was a blushing mess. Did he actually say love, oh be still my heart. Be still before you beat right out of my chest in front of this devil that controls you. JonathanxOC fic Pre-Mortal Instruments