Well, at least Iโm not a stubborn, button-pushing, Prius-driving, chip-on-your-shoulder-holding, โstay-at-home-momโ-is-the-eighth-dirty-word-thinking feminazi!
Julie JamesDon't take this next undercover assignment. Stay with me instead." Nick's eyes pierced hers, refusing to let her off that easily. "Tell me why." "Because... I love you." She exhaled. No take-backs. The words were out there forever. And it felt great.
Julie JamesHe looked again. Longer this time. She may have โforgottenโ to put a bra on that morning. Another oops. โAre you kidding me with that?โ he asked.
Julie JamesHe liked the way her hand felt in his, liked the simple intimacy of the gesture and the way it said - without the need for words - that they were together.
Julie JamesLaney held up a hand. "I checked it out. He went there on scholarship and paid the rest with student loans. And he's good looking, too. Nate and I met him for dinner last night, and I subtly learned that he's looking to meet someone" "How did you learn that?" "I asked him if he was looking to meet someone" "that is subtle
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