When he wants to be Slade is a very distracting man:
“I’m thinking the same thing. A hoagie and breadsticks.” I lean forward to pull my phone out of my pocket, and he palms my ***. “Whatever you want,” he says, kissing my neck.
I groan. “I’m trying to order our food.”
“And I’m trying to devour you,” he counters.
I liked this book, I fell in love with Slade.
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