Dax is always amusing me one way or another, "Daxon was up to his feet before I could even register what his jabbering friend had said. “Which cubs? Who took them? Where? Naw, hell, it doesn’t even matter which ones or who, just tell me where they went. I’ll tear whichever moron it is apart.” Dax likes to make sure his woman knows his plans before he executes them, “Raine,” he said, “You’re going to meet me at the house in fifteen minutes, and I’m going to wear you out.” What a wild ride Lynn takes us on with these two, and I loved every minute of it.
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