Speak to me.I hate you.Okay. Mad Rogan let go of me. You're fine.
You have to live a little. Grandma fitted the track bar into the cog on the track. Go out with a bad boy. Run headfirst into a fight. Get roaring drunk. Something!
Call her out, Arabella said.Tell her Rogan is yours! Grandma Frida pumped her fist.Don’t let her take your man! Leon declared.We all looked at him.I was feeling left out, he said.
I didn’t expect to sit here for hours. But if you’re too hot, feel free to take the bra off. I gave him the finger. What are you? he asked. I’m the woman you chained in your basement. I’m your captive...
I can buy your contract. No, you can’t. Any sale of our mortgage requires my consent, and I won’t consent to it. He grinned. You don’t want to work under me? I’m not even going to dignify that with an...
He took the risk and his people had died. He blamed himself. It didn't reflect in his face, but I saw it in his eyes for a brief moment, before they went back to their icy blue. The last time we talke...
He looked like he needed some jungle ruins to explore or some bad people to hit with a chair. Trouble was, he was the bad people.
He glanced at me, his eyes dark. Would you rather talk about your dream?No.Considering that I was featured in it, I think I deserve to know the particulars. Were my clothes missing because we were in...
Had I known you were going to pull a pretty ribbon out of your sleeve like some two-bit magician, tie me up with it, and indulge your mental torture fetish in your basement, I would've shot you. Many...
Did you send an escort with my family? Yes. They’re a target. How did you know they would be leaving? My people saw them load up, called me, and I told them to follow. Duh. Thank you. You’re welcome....
Cornelius opened the car door and cautiously peered out.Yes? I asked.Checking to see if it’s safe to come out.Everyone was a comedian. I sighed and went into my office.
Shit Bug said, his face sour. It's that thing again. We've been dealing with it since Pierce. You think you have a lead and then poof - he made a puffing motion with his fingers - it melts into nothin...
Can you turn so you’re not pressed against me? I could, he said, his voice amused. But then you would have to lie on top of me. My brain said, NO. My body went, Wheee!
And your skin is like honey. I wonder how you taste.Bitter and tired. Mhm.
And let’s be honest, you weren’t exactly harmed. I even took you home. You dumped me on my doorstep. According to my mother, I looked half dead. Your mother exaggerates. A third dead at most. I stared...
A man had no right to be this fiercely sexual without even trying.
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