Blake is just as blunt as ever, “yes. Why wait? I like you. I like you a lot. And not just for your great **ts and ***, though there are those to consider.” Blake can sometimes be easily offended, “hey!” Blake protests, moving my hand aside and lifting his shirt. “I’ll never let that happen. Just look at these abs, babe. Rock hard, I tell you, rock hard.” I liked this book, I loved Blake.
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