Alastair is the type of boy who doesn't like to be disturbed when he has his game face on with a woman, "Oi! We're off to eat, mate. Come on," and impatient, stocky man yelled. Tall, dark and sexy clearly didn't enjoy being at the receiving end of that. His expression hardened as he turned around. I could only imagine the look he gave the other guy. It must have been scathing because the poor soul abruptly left." Alastair is amused by the weirdest things, "my kitten has claws." His smug grin irked me." I need to give props to Lia the girl knows how to hold her ground, "I groaned and gave him a look. "Just wrong. I don't know what your deal is but this sex-with-no-attachment-thing isn't the type of relationship I'm into. It sounds too cold." And if he thinks anyone his hurting his woman the boy goes all damn caveman, "the hell it doesn't," he hissed. "Tell me his name." He can be a bossypants but Lia doesn't mind when she a gets a nice view, "I'd grown quite fond of his choice in sleepwear. Those cotton bottoms hugged his butt nicely. "Enjoying the view?" he asked with a cooked smile. "Go stand by the windows. Please." I loved reading this book, it kept me entertained when I didn't want to kill Alastair.
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