Anna tends to get herself into trouble with her words, “what? No! I don’t care what you have on— or don’t have on— under there.” Except now all she could think about was what was under his kilt. She needed a fan. Or a dunk in an ice bath." When it comes to Iain, Anna is quite eloquent, “I can see your . . .” She cupped her hand and gestured toward him. “You know, your junk.” I adored this book, I loved Iain and Anna.
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