You're the reason I get out of bed every night. And you're the reason I can't wait to come home every dawn. Not the war. Not the Brothers. Not even Butch. It's...you.
J.R. WardI didn't know it would be black," she murmured with a little smile. Horror flooded his face. "Oh, Christ!
J.R. WardFrom one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile.
J.R. WardAs the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dogโs big head and stroking the soft furโฆplaying with an earโฆdipping down and ๏ฌnding the long waves that ๏ฌowed from the animalโs broad, strong chest. Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course. It just felt nice, was all.
J.R. Ward