Monday, December 14, 2015

Filthy by Katherine Lace

Cain isn't one for pretty words, just the dirty ones, “I really don’t care,” I tell her. “You want me to eff you pretty, or you want me to eff you dirty, like over the kitchen counter? The back of the couch?” I glance toward the living area. “Up against that wall?” I liked this book, Cain was fierce protective and in his own macho way caring.

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