Kenna oh Kenna you naughty boy, "don't be petulant," he whispers softly, smoothing a hand down my hair. "Do you want me to eff you?" He's a very blunt man, "do I have to be inside you to be touching you? Do you need to be effed to be touched, babe?" He has no problem answer her hotel door to tell people to go away, "take the part elsewhere. She's got company," he growls low in his throat. And slams the door shut in their faces." He loves to get compliments and he makes sure you know he appreciated them, "babe, my d*** is just as huge as my ego, and they both enjoy being petted by you." I enjoyed this book but not as much as Remy's. I also think they're story shouldn't have ended here I want to know what our boy is going to do with what Pandora told him.
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