Aidan likes to keep the ball rolling, “keeping the friends-effing thing going.” He untied the material that bound her breasts. “Is that all right with you?” Aidan really doesn't understand his woman's mind, “we’re both here, naked, on our last night of what may be freedom or possibly our lives . . . and you’re worried about a bouncy bed?” I liked this book, I fell in love with Aidan.
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