good call. A second drag and your next stop's the wastepaper basket - and not to toss your kleenex, true.
J.R. WardWellsie frowned. "I'd like you to stay away from him, okay? He's...not right in a lot of ways. Do you know what I mean?" Actually, John wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, the guy was enough to make you think fondly of the boogeyman sometimes, but clearly he wasn't all bad.
J.R. WardTell you what, you let me go, and Iโll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, Iโm slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me.
J.R. Ward...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going.
J.R. WardIndeed, Xcor stayed away for the wrong reason, the bad reason, an unacceptable reasonโin spite of all his training, he found himself choosing Throeโs life over ambition: His anger had taken him in one direction, but his regret had led him in another. And the latter one was what won out.
J.R. Ward