He should have given her the card last night. He’d thought about it, back on the street after he’d saved her from the loser thugs that he’d wanted to shred piece by piece. He’d thought about it. But he put it off when she looked up at him with those emerald doe eyes, bravely fighting back the tea...
He might need to look at readjusting his sensory levels, because he could swear her scent was growing stronger. He swallowed hard as his mouth went crazy, saliva pooling like he’d just bitten into a juicy steak. Yeah, he was definitely going to need some serious down-time meditation after this, b...