The Devil You Know (The Grumpy Devils, #3)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

I want the world to be a different place for the women who come after me. And the only way to make that happen is to ignore the fact that it isn’t different yet. But I’m so goddamned tired of staying silent just to get the things I deserve.

“You took me by surprise.” “I should have fucked you then, too,” he says, eyes flashing, “just to see how else surprise makes you yield.”

I flew across the country and drove over an hour, only to see you. I’m heading to my room. #312. The door is unlocked.

“I want to be someone you trust enough to invite home, Gemma. And I’m willing to wait for it.”