Ilona Andrews Quote
The man approached. He stood tall, at least six three, maybe six four. Broad shoulders. Long legs in black pants. His black hair fell in a tangled mess on his shoulders. It looked like he might have cut it himself with a knife and then tied a leather cord around his forehead to keep it somewhat pinned. I looked at his face. Handsome bastard. Defined jaw, chiseled cheekbones, full lips. Eyes like black fire. The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman’s dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.He gave me a feral grin. Like what you see, dove?Nope. I hadn’t had sex in eighteen months. Pardon me while I struggle with my hormone overload.Shave that jaw, brush the hair, tone down the crazy in the eyes, and he would have to fight off women with that crossbow.
The man approached. He stood tall, at least six three, maybe six four. Broad shoulders. Long legs in black pants. His black hair fell in a tangled mess on his shoulders. It looked like he might have cut it himself with a knife and then tied a leather cord around his forehead to keep it somewhat pinned. I looked at his face. Handsome bastard. Defined jaw, chiseled cheekbones, full lips. Eyes like black fire. The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman’s dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.He gave me a feral grin. Like what you see, dove?Nope. I hadn’t had sex in eighteen months. Pardon me while I struggle with my hormone overload.Shave that jaw, brush the hair, tone down the crazy in the eyes, and he would have to fight off women with that crossbow.
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