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206 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 27, 2015
She was just a naive idiot. Show Asher her love? She should show him a boot to the ass.
He was a selfish asshole. Why had she wasted so many years pining after him?
There was no turning back for him now. Any thought of giving up on Greer and moving on with his life? Utterly vanished. She was his. This sweet, giving mouth? His. This timid, eager tongue? His. The passionate woman in his arms? All his. With every coaxing flick of his tongue, he was letting her know that she belonged to him.
“All I want is you.”
Greer looked up in surprise, her face soft.
“It’s true,” he told her. “You may not believe me yet, but that’s fine. I’m good with waiting.” You’re it for me and I don’t care how long it takes.
"Why don't you think you're beautiful?
"Does it matter?"
Greer sighed. "I'm a small, dark, half-Indian woman. I grew up in my father's household. Have you ever noticed that every woman in his magazine--- with a few rare exceptions--- is tall and blonde? Big hair, big breasts, big hips? I have none of those things. I'm quiet and I'm short and I have to wear these." She gestured at her glasses. "No one ever notices me. Why should I think I'm beautiful?"
"You are beautiful. Your skin is like..." He paused, studying her and thinking.
"Like Coffee?" She chimed in.
"Chocolate and cream? Do you know how insulting it is to refer to someone as food? Shall I say that you look like a nice bowl of tapioca yourself?"