Will you get off me!" "But I'm giving you CPR-" "I will die before kissing you, Hollywood." Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. "Don't even think about it.
J.R. WardWhen I lie this close to you, when I smell your scent, when I hear your voice, I know everything that matters." She looked down the length of him. "You are the male I want to mate with. That's who you are.
J.R. Ward[Rhage and Manny] โYouโre doing great,โ he murmured as he noticed those white knuckled fists. โDonโt worry about me.โ โRight, rightโฆyour brothers.โ Manny paused for a split second. โYouโre all right, you know that.โ โF*ckโฆthatโฆโ The fighter smiled, flashing fangs. โIโmโฆperfect.
J.R. WardButch repositioned the Sox cap, and as his wrist passed by his nose, he got another whiff of himself. "Ah, V. . . listen, there is something a little weird going down on me." "What?" "I smell like men's cologne." "Good for you. Females dig that kind of thing." "Vishous, I smell like Obsession for Men, only I'm not WEARING any, you feel me?" There was silence on the line. Then, "Humans don't bond." "Oh, really. You want to tell that to my central nervous system and my sweat glands? They'd appreciate the news flash, I'm sure.
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