“He doesn’t like you.” “Can I kill him?” “No. You should thank him. He’s the guy who told me to give you a chance.” He was also the guy that stole most of her time. It would have been unthinkable in the past – a woman working so closely ...
While she’d been pulling the truth from Pierce like hardened taffy, she’d kept an eye out for any danger coming up behind them. Finding trouble in front of them came as a bit of a surprise. Almost as surprising as Pierce playing build-a-bear with a gun as big as a torso. “That c...
Johanna readjusted her dress. “Shut up, Tony.” His pen tapped against the counter and his eyes twinkled with delight. “I mean, damn girl.” “We went out for lunch.” “I can figure out what he ate.” She hated life. Bullcrap. She loved life, but this was embarrassing. Bullcrap again. This was awesome...
She ran until her thighs quivered and her vision blurred. The jerk made her run two days straight. Every time she slowed, Cyprus...no...Commanding Asshole Officer Dhoma, forced one of the other recruits to run in the opposite direction. As they passed, she winced at the string of rolled eyes and ...
them. The men carried guns. No big deal, really. But they also carried sticks. Batons, he thought they were called. No one had used those since the old days—back when Earth wasn’t the wasteland of the Milky Way. Life in the modern universe didn’t require such tools of force. Even the most basic g...
And love. Lots of it. Served with a heaping dollop of masculine self-congratulating smugness. She’d love to wipe the smirk off Fazil’s face as he lay there with his hands laced behind his head. He cracked his neck and winked. “Last night was good.” “You were all right.” “All right?” The idiot spe...