So...have you ever thought about dyeing your hair punk-rocker-chick black? As I'm sure you've heard, I have a thing for brunettes and always avoid blondes." "I've heard. And no." "Too bad. Because you're making me rethink my stance about doing my friends' exes." i snorted, not even trying to hide my...incredulity? Surely I wasn't amused. "Your making me rethink my stance on cold-blooded homicide
Gena ShowalterWhen is your birthday?โ (โฆ) Wide silver-gold eyes swung to him. โYou donโt know?โ โNo.โ Pouting, she twirled a strand of her hair. โHow can you not know?โ โDo you know mine?โ he asked. โOf course I do. Itโs the day you met me.
Gena ShowalterNicolai, the Dark Seducer as his people called him, had been in bed, but not alone. He was never alone. He was a man known for the violence of his temper as well as the deliciousness of his touch
Gena ShowalterYou know, youโre pretty when you smile,โ she said, patting the side of his cheek. โFierce, woman. I am fierce.โ โIf you say so.
Gena Showalter"Are you trying to tell me that you've never been kissed?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. He looked so dubious, and his tone had bordered on insulting. "Yeah. So?" "So, I'm shocked, that's all. You're...you." In-sul-ting. "Me?" I asked stiffly. "Yeah. Hot," he said. Wait. Me? Hot? He laughed down at me. "No one's told you that, either, have they?" I could only shake my head. "You've clearly been hanging around idiots."
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