Johnny is a big a** flirt, "the beer is good. You're tasty." He reached for her hand again. "We'll be discreet, I promise. Caldwell and the a**hole and the mentor guy will never know." He gives the best compliments, "yeah, but you're so God damned pretty." He cupped her chin in his hand and insisted, "I'll do whatever you want, Erica. Anything. We'll make this work, I promise." And he gets upset when he thinks someone hurts his woman, "did he force himself on you?" Johnny rose out of his chair. "Do damn it!" He's always in a good mood after he and Erica are done making whoopie, "if by silly you mean hot as hell, yeah." He raised himself on one elbow and looked down at her, his dark eyes sparkling. "What are you doing here? It's only Sunday. Or maybe Monday." I liked reading this book and can't wait to see more out of this author.
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