When she didn't continue, he shrugged. "Just let me bring you coffee. I want to wait on you. Makes me happy
J.R. WardFine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.
J.R. WardYou sure about this?" he asked in a guttural voice. "I get down on that mattress right now, I'm not stopping until I'm inside of you.
J.R. WardYou're a good Irishman, right?" When Butch nodded, V said, "Irish, Irishโฆ let me think. Yeahโฆ" Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a voice that cracked, he said, "May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall soft upon your fields. Andโฆ my dearest friendโฆ until we meet again may the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand.
J.R. Ward