Curran struck at my wrist. His fingers were cat-quick, but I had spent my life honing my reflexes, and he missed. โWell, look at that.โ I studied my free wrist. โDenied. Good-bye
Ilona AndrewsI turned and bumped by head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface.
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Ilona AndrewsYou were joking about the whole please and thank you thing, right?" "Meant every word." A little light danced in his eyes and he very deliberately said, "Baby." No. He laughed. "You should see your face right now." "Don't call me that." "Would you prefer 'darling'? Or maybe 'cupcake'?" He winked.
Ilona AndrewsTiny gold sparks flared in his irises. "You're in my rooms in my bathtub naked and you're still mouthing off." Did he expect anything different? "Hey, I didn't kick or punch you in the throat. I consider this progress. And you haven't choked me again, which is some sort of record for you.
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