What am I going to do with you? I have suggestions, but this might not be the place for them.

Hmm, that's not sexual harassment, baby. When I decide to get sexual, trust me, you'll know it. ~ Braden ~

Grocery shopping," Kira's gaze raked over him. "Well, honey, one thing about it, I don't think you have to worry about buying beef while you're out. It looks like you have plenty in residence as it is.

Sweetheart, all men are animals. Feed us, pet us, and use a firm hand, and we'll worship at your feet.

Her head throbbed as though gremlins were ripping holes in her brain

Her eyes opened then. They were drowsy, slumberous, staring up at him with a hunger that was impossible to miss. “I felt you,” she whispered, a smile tilting her moist lips. “Watching me. Should I feel you watching me?” Was she asleep or awake? “Of course.” He found the growl building in his throat. “Every time I look at you, baby, I touch you.

I'm scared of you two in the same place. That's like putting in an order for trouble, rather than just wishing for it.