Sorry, you must be a member of this group to do that.
“Though I have to admit I’m curious.” “Curious about what? Romance novels?” “What makes you tick.” “Who said this makes me tick?” He cocks a brow. “Why else would you be listening to it?” “For the plot,” I say, working to keep a straight face. “Obviously.” “Which happens to include the heroine getting destroyed in the bedroom. Repeatedly, if I had to guess.” Technically, the hero’s railing her on the ninth hole of a golf course after hours, but I’m not about to correct him on that minor detail.
