Susan Mallery Quote

I’m sorry, he whispered, pressing his cheek against her hair. I’m such a jackass.She rubbed her hands up and down his back. He was warm and alive and next to her. Nothing else really mattered.Jackass seems strong, she murmured.How about a first-class screwup?If you’re going to do a job, then do it the best you can.He chuckled low in his throat. Gee, thanks.You’re welcome.

Susan Mallery

I’m sorry, he whispered, pressing his cheek against her hair. I’m such a jackass.She rubbed her hands up and down his back. He was warm and alive and next to her. Nothing else really mattered.Jackass seems strong, she murmured.How about a first-class screwup?If you’re going to do a job, then do it the best you can.He chuckled low in his throat. Gee, thanks.You’re welcome.

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