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Better a warrior in the garden than a gardener at war. Japanese proverb
She deserved romance, stars and candles, and soft words, not the backseat of a Jeep.
He wanted to taste her, stroke her, worship her.
“Be safe, my little love muffin,” Jax said in a voice a few octaves deeper than his own. “I’ll miss you, my handsome sex biscuit,” Beckett said with a girlish giggle.
