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“Don’t play stupid. It pairs so poorly with whining.”
“That’s funny. I liked you better when I thought you hadn’t groomed my little sister and then fucked her over.”
Because the very last thing I need in my life is someone who makes me feel like there’s not enough oxygen in my lungs when I’ve only just caught my breath.
I want to know more about Winter Valentine. Like when that divorce is happening.
“Careful, that one’s got claws,” Cade offers right as Willa shoves a pointy elbow into his ribs. I grin. “That’s okay. I like having my back scratched.”
“I can’t wait to see how fucking pretty you look when you come with my name on your lips.”
I don’t want to be the one-night stand who’s used to scratch an itch. I want a woman like Winter Hamilton—beautiful, and smart, and sharp-tongued—to look at me and see a future.
“Watch your fucking tone when you’re talking to the mother of my child.”
“Okay, I’m mad at you for torpedoing my training session with someone who doesn’t constantly hit on me. Why did you do that?”
“Because I’m the only one who’s going to be putting his hands on you in those tight fucking pants, Tink.”
“Next time, you ride my face. You’re going to ask for it. Beg for it. Work for it even. You will tell me exactly what you want, and I will give it to you. But this isn’t happening again until that time. Until you know what you want. Because I want you, Winter. And not just for one night.”
“Stop being so mean to me. It gets me hard when you’re mouthy. Makes me think of all the fun ways I could put that mouth to work instead. And I don’t need a boner right now.”
“Dr. Hamilton in the streets, filthy slut in the sheets.”
