J.R. Ward Quote
I’m here. Where’s my chauffeur hat? Here, use mine, Butch said, outing a B Sox cap and throwing it over. It’ll help that hair of yours. The angel caught the thing on the fly and stared at the red S. I’m sorry, I can’t. Do not tell me you’re a Yankees fan, V drawled. I’ll have to kill you, and frankly, tonight we need all the wingmen we’ve got. Lassiter tossed the cap back. Whistled. Looked casual.
J.R. Ward
I’m here. Where’s my chauffeur hat? Here, use mine, Butch said, outing a B Sox cap and throwing it over. It’ll help that hair of yours. The angel caught the thing on the fly and stared at the red S. I’m sorry, I can’t. Do not tell me you’re a Yankees fan, V drawled. I’ll have to kill you, and frankly, tonight we need all the wingmen we’ve got. Lassiter tossed the cap back. Whistled. Looked casual.
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About J.R. Ward
Jessica Rowley Pell Bird Blakemore (born April 19, 1969) is an American novelist. Under her maiden name, Jessica Bird, she writes contemporary romance novels, and as J.R. Ward, she writes paranormal romance. She is a three-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award, once as Bird for Best Short Contemporary Romance for From the First and twice as Ward for Best Paranormal Romance for Lover Revealed and Dearest Ivie, and her books have been on The New York Times Best Seller list.