Ellie, has lady balls, she isn't afraid to speak her thoughts, "don't call them brats, sir," she shot back. "They're perfectly well-behaved children who've just seen their mother injured. Have some sympathy, if you please." The admonishment took him aback. Most women quaked in their boots around him. Why didn't she?" Martin he's not the most patient man:
"I...um...well...I've been thinking, and I was hoping...that....is.."
"For God's sake, Ellie, tell me what you want. I'll be happy to give you-"
"I want a night of passion," she blurted out.
Martin just can't say no to his girl, "you win, love." His raw gaze pierced hers. "You wanted a night of passion, so I'm taking you next door to where I've been sleeping this past week." His voice grew husky. "I'm taking you to my bed." This was a quick holiday read, standing in a long line break out your kindle and have a quick fun read.
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