Hunter is good on a girl's ego, “don’t see how you need to watch your weight anyhow,” he said, sitting down to his own meal. “You look fine to me. Besides, most Southern men love their women with hips like honey . . . thick and sweet.” Hunter doesn't appreciatethings hinduring his view, "...Kia reached for her jeans, but I swatted her hands away. “Stop that. I like you naked.” I liked this book, loved Hunter.
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