Oh Jamie how I loved you, "sounded like whatever you wanted to talk about was important." Hell, he'd hope she wanted to talk about him taking her to bed. That would be a perfect way to spend his week's forced vacation." He's I just loved him, "I may have missed a few classes in law school," Jamie finally said, "but I do know shouting obscenities and tossing food isn't an effective defense strategy." He's just a man, "because there's no way I'd be able to concentrate." His voice lowered and he added, "I'd be too busy imagining taking them off you and effing you six ways to Sunday." Sometimes a man forgets certain things:
He mumble against her skin, "Tell me you have condoms."
Roxanne laughed. "In the fishbowl by the register."
He rocked back on his heels and stood slowly, unzipped and readjusted his di** for some relief. He grabbed a handful of condoms and zeroed in on the woman reclining on red velvet looking like courtesan about to seduce her favorite lover.
He feels hard for his woman, "by God, if Roxanne wanted to feel him up, they were damn well going to do it right." I loved this book.
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