Allie is a feisty little thing, “how noble of you. Well, you can take your apparent white-knight complex and shove it up your ***.” She spun around and marched down the path toward her villa, her middle finger in the air." Roman takes care of what's his, “woman, it’s been a few hours at most.” He laughed and scooped her into his arms , liking the little yip sound she made. “But never let it be said that I don’t take care of your needs.” I like this book, I loved Roman.
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