Piper, you know, tends to blurt things out, "...she was still staring at his chest. His six-pack. Twelve pack? “How much do you work out?” Oh, no. Her question had been out-loud." Eric can be an intense passionate man, "...he’d attacked her like a starving man. Because when it came to her, he was starved." Eric only has so much self control, "Eric closed his hands around her shoulders and pushed her back onto the bed. “But I wasn’t finished!” He couldn’t manage a coherent response to her. He might have growled. Probably snarled some more. Whatever." I liked thisbbook, I adored Eric.
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