Holt he's always willing to lend Bella a helping hand when it comes to her nasty smoking habit, "a tiny smile quirked on his handsome face. "If you didn't hate my guts so much, I'd be tempted to give you something else to fixate on." The boy is an animal, "she nipped him. Just a gentle nip to his lower lip. And his vision went red. He didn't mean to growl. He didn't mean to go all feral and wrench her chair in a metallic squeal of protest. He didn't mean to scoop her up into his arms and hold her luscious form hard against his body while he consumed her." Bella she knows when to put her foot down on things, "and no effing whips and chains." He chuckled. Incensed by his mocking tone, she fisted his hair and yanked. "And no goddamn nipple clamps." I mean he really does try to help Bella out with her habit, "I know it won't be easy, but sweetheart if you ever want a cigarette, just let me know." He bit back a grin. "I'd be happy to give you something else to suck on." I really do love reading about this series of friends.
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