The man makes his woman feel all giddy, "...Brig spins around and holds up a shoe. “I found a red one, your favorite color.” The look of pride on his face, that smile . . . God, I’m gone." Brig is a romantic one, “well, you are. Really effing pretty, especially with your hair all rumpled and while you’re wearing my shirt from last night.” I liked this book, I loved Brig, even if the man was clueless.
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