The P*ssy Next Door (The Cocky Kingmans, #3)

by Amy Award

I'd already downloaded a half dozen romances so that I could properly study what turned her on. I acquired them upon Trixie's recommendations, and she guaranteed they were what she called spicy. Chris assured me that was an incredibly good thing.

Love, when it's real, is always worth the risk. Don't let fear rob you of something beautiful. Something that can make your life so much better than it ever could be alone.”

Seven had other plans. He jumped directly onto the box and began singing the song of his people. By which I mean yowling his head off.

Chris leaned over and stage whispered to Declan, “I thought I was the golden boy of the family.” “No, you're confusing yourself with the Golden Girls,” Jules leaned across me and Everett to not so quietly whisper back. “Of whom you will soon be joining because you're so old.”