The half-human was the hottest thing he'd ever gotten anywhere near. And he'd cozied up to a lightning strike once or twice before.
J.R. WardBut Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn't look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.
J.R. WardThen how about we start with a shower," he said in the kind of deep voice that made her consider the value of cleanliness.
J.R. WardDon't be an asshole," the guy snapped as he cracked a freshie. "Oh, right, because two in this group would be overkill.
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