I don't think Fitz really knows what he's getting into with Summer, "...but if you don’t feel like talking, at least entertain me in other ways.” She plants her hands on her hips. “I propose we make out." Once again, I choke mid-sip. Oh, sweet J***s. Did she seriously just say that?" Fiitz is not a teller the man is a shower, "...the next thing I know he’s snatching my hand and placing it directly on his crotch. “Feel this? This is what you do to me. You make me hard. Constantly.” Fitz just oozes romance, “spread your legs so I can screw you against the wall.” I adored this book, this is going to be another great series ans I'm so eager for the next book.
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