BIG: (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Ric put his bag down, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Makes me think of La Bohème.” “Does it?” She blinked. “Yeah. Bunch of artists in an attic. Your ‘garret’ is nicer than theirs.” “Well they were starving artists—burning their plays to keep the fire going and all that. I didn’t know you knew your opera?” “I don’t. Just that one. This lady client had the hots for Dad and suggested opera for a night out. Dad took me with them as lurve-repellant. All I remember of the show is this ill girl who kept falling over, and about fifteen minutes of this guy singing to his damn coat.” Annalesa giggled as he slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. His brows waggled. She loved it when he was in a playful mood. “How thick are the walls?” he murmured into her ear. “Never thick enough.
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