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349 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 23, 2018
She was an irresistible dichotomy of sweet charm and heart-stopping sexy, and she threw him off guard with every look, be it a smile or a glare. In fact, he kinda liked when she gave him dirty looks, which meant he was seriously losing his shit. And he never lost his shit.
At the doorway between the shop and the showroom, he skidded to a stop and lifted a paw, poking at the empty air in front of his face. Not too long ago, her undersized rescue pup had run face-first into a glass door. So now he went through this pantomime routine at every doorway he came to. And she did mean every doorway.
Vinnie trotted off toward the kitchen, stopping just short of the doorway to lift his paw and poke at the air. When he was satisfied that he wasn’t going to encounter a glass door, he happily made his way to his water bowl.
“What was that?” Joe asked.
“He has trust issues.”
“How long do we wait?”
“Long as it takes,” he said distractedly because she was sucking the salt off her thumb. Then she sucked on the straw to her soda and he nearly had a brain aneurism.
It wasn’t entirely his fault that he was so emotionally challenged, she thought, putting a hand on his jaw. “You’re so pretty, Joe. It’s really a shame that you’re such a dumbass.”
And you kissed me that last time!”
“You were going on about a kiss being nice. But there was nothing nice about that kiss you planted on me in the alley. It was raw and sexy and dirty in the best possible way. You needed to be reminded of that.”
She covered her face. “Oh my God.”
“God had nothing to do with it,” he said smugly.
Kylie.”
“I’m trying to decide what I want to do with you.”
“What are the options?” he asked. “Kill you or kiss you.”
The older woman smiled knowingly. "He'll appreciate your toys. But remember, it's all fun and games until someone loses the key to the handcuffs."
"What kiss?"
He gave her a get real look.
"Oh, that kiss." She shrugged nonchantely as she reached for her water bottle. "I barely remember it."
"Funny," he said in a voice of pure sin. "Cuz it rocked my world."
She chocked on her water, coughing and sputtering. "The mirror's still not for sale." she finally managed to wheeze out, wiping her mouth.
I rocked his world?
He grinned. She was teasing him, and for some sick reason he loved it. "You're also not all that nice," he said. "And I really like nice."
"Uh-huh. I bet 'nice' is right up there on your list next to, let me guess...a good personality?"
He laughed. "So young and yet so cynical." he tsked, enjoying the hell out of himself. "You're assuming the worst of me."
She was an irresistible dichotomy of sweet charm and heart-stopping sexy, and she threw him off guard with every look, be it a smile or a glare. In fact, he kinda liked when she gave him dirty looks, which meant he was seriously losing his shit. And he never lost his shit.
Never.
Yeah. He was royally screwed and the thing was even knowing that, he didn't want to walk away because he enjoyed her so much. How crazy was that?
Vinnie trotted off toward the kitchen, stopping just short of the doorway to lift his paw and poke at the air. When he was sastisfied that he wasn't going to encounter a glass door, he happily made his way to the water bowl.
"What was that?" Joe asked.
"He has trust issues."
Joe let out a low laugh. "Well, at least we know where he gets them from."