Whitlee Wayland

77%
Flag icon
“You’re just the sweetest thing,” I coo at her. “Yes, you are. Yes, you are.” Ducking down, I give her a few kisses. She flicks her fluffy tail in my face and my heart literally bursts. This cat is now my child. I’m convinced.
Pucking Sweet (Jacksonville Rays, #3)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview