Monday, April 11, 2016

Interference by Sophia Henry

Jason, he thinks he has game but, I'm thinking no, “I’ve got more where that came from.” I started the truck and backed out of her driveway. The soft hitch of her breath made me smile. “Surprises,” I clarified. “But we can play tonsil hockey later if you want to.” I loved Indie she had a quick wit, and she was funny as hell, “am I crazy? I’m crazy, aren’t I?” She looked at me again. “It’s been four years. You’d think I’d be all up on your wang.” I really liked this book, Jason was a great, caring man.

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