And you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I knew of Hardy, there wasn't a bit of prejudice in him. He never used racist words, never looked down on someone for things they couldn't help. "What kind do you want?" I asked with difficulty. "Someone I can leave without looking back.
Lisa KleypasRoy received my comments with a forced smile. "Hardy, didn't I warn you not to date a woman who reads?" Hardy seemed amused by my outspokenness. "Keeps the arguing to a minimum," he replied. "No point in trying when I know she's going to win.
Lisa KleypasCome on, Ella. Sleep green.' Ignoring him, I got into bed wearing a T-shirt and boxer shorts printed with penguins. I reached over to the nightstand and flipped off the lamp. A moment of silence, and then I heard a lecherous murmur. 'I like your penguins.
Lisa KleypasItโs all right,โ the boy murmured as he felt her trembling. โMy grandmother always told me โNever try to turn back on a new roadโyou donโt know what adventures await you.
Lisa KleypasShe was everything he'd ever wanted, beauty and fire arching against his despoiling hands.
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