Blake is a man's man, "grabbing me by the hips, he pulled me onto his lap and took the camera. “You better not tell anyone I took a effing selfie.” Blake was just sexy, and sweet, “don’t start something you can’t finish, princess.” He growled and grasped my hand, pushing it over the bulge growing rapidly under his jeans." I loved this book, Blake was my man.
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