I loved that Eva had some lady balls, "...I hope to God you won’t take this the wrong way, but . . . sweetie . . . it’s not up to you to decide. I wasn’t asking permission.” Naz stares at me in livid silence, while Connor starts to look nervous.." Naz has a way with words, “a rack,” I deadpan. “You’re calling my breasts a rack. How gallant.” He glances down at them, smashed against his chest, and grins." I liked this book, I liked Naz.
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