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Out into the staff quarters. Over to the entrance to the movie theater. Tohr stopped dead. If this is another Beaches marathon, I’m going to Bette your ass until you can’t sit down. Aw, look at you! Trying to be finny. Seriously, if you have any compassion in you at all, you’ll let me go to bed— I have peanut M&M’s up there. Not my style. Raisinets. Feh. Sam Adams. Tohr narrowed his eyes. Cold? Downright icy. Tohr crossed his arms over his chest and told himself he was not pouting like a five-year-old. I want Milk Duds. Got ’em. And popcorn. With a curse, Tohr yanked open the door and ascended into the dimly lit red cave.
J.R. Ward
Out into the staff quarters. Over to the entrance to the movie theater. Tohr stopped dead. If this is another Beaches marathon, I’m going to Bette your ass until you can’t sit down. Aw, look at you! Trying to be finny. Seriously, if you have any compassion in you at all, you’ll let me go to bed— I have peanut M&M’s up there. Not my style. Raisinets. Feh. Sam Adams. Tohr narrowed his eyes. Cold? Downright icy. Tohr crossed his arms over his chest and told himself he was not pouting like a five-year-old. I want Milk Duds. Got ’em. And popcorn. With a curse, Tohr yanked open the door and ascended into the dimly lit red cave.
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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.