When we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. โScott?โ Adam said as we headed upstairs. โYeah?โ โUnless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I donโt want to see you lying in the walkway again.โ โYessir!
Patricia BriggsNow, I'm not very vain. If I'd ever been, making my living covered in various grease and dirt mixtures would have cured me quickly. Still, I wasn't up to facing two sexy men when I had one eye swollen mostly shut and half of my face black and blue.
Patricia BriggsI could hear him laughing. Son of a bit*h. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was coyote or the son of Satan.He was a dead man walking.
Patricia Briggs