Gloves Off (Vancouver Storm, #4)

by Stephanie Archer

“Fuck you,” I whisper, still smiling. “Fuck you, too, sweetheart.”

This also made me giggle

“What was that?” I demand. His eyes burn me. “A tax write-off.”

When he donates an insane amount of money for the girl he likes and says its a tax write off 😍 this made me laugh out loud