You're so very naked," she whispered against his shoulder. He smiled into her hair. "So are you.
J.R. WardWhat is wrong with you โ he whispered โthat you care so much about me โ Blayโs sad smile added about a million years to his age lining his face with the kind of knowledge that came only after life kicked you in the nuts a number of times. โWhat is wrong with you that you canโt see why I would
J.R. WardVishous: "...we both would slaughter anything that so much as startled you." Jane: "I'm scared of mice and spiders. But you don't need to use that gun on your hip to blow a hole in a wall if I ran into one, okay? Havaheart traps and rolled newspapers work just as well. Plus, you don't need a Sheetrock patch and plaster job afterward. I'm just saying.
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