good call. A second drag and your next stop's the wastepaper basket - and not to toss your kleenex, true.
J.R. WardWhat was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.
J.R. WardShe is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.
J.R. WardCan you drive any faster?" Tohr demanded. "I got the pedal to the medal" The angel looked back. "And I don't care what I have to mow over
J.R. Ward...the only thing that had tethered her to the earth had been him and it was strange, but she felt welded to him on some core level now. He had seen her at her absolute worst, at her weakest and most insane, and he hadn't looked away. He hadn't judged and he hadn't been burned. It was as if in the heat of her meltdown they had melted together. This was more than emotion. It was a matter of soul.
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