That's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins.
J.R. WardThose deep hazel eyes held his and didn't blink. "You'd be amazed what I would do to keep you alive." Abruptly, V's mouth opened, his breath growing tight. And as the two of them stood chest-to-chest, he knew every inch of his body, felt it all at once.
J.R. WardMarissa laughed, utterly delighted with her mate. "Later. Food first." Butch settled back immediately, like she'd called his lust to a heel and it behaved because it wanted to be a good boy. As she left, the cop's eyes followed her with rank hunger and adoration. V shook his head. "You are a total sap.
J.R. WardIโm on the benevolent side of antisocial. I donโt mind people, but Iโd prefer not to have a lot of them around.
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