Half the Battle (Saint View Psychos, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“Don’t talk about your thighs like they’re anything other than my favorite thing to get between.”

“The only time you were a mom to me was the day you gave me up.” “That was the worst day of my life.” “Well, it was the best day of mine.”

He shook his head. “Got a grandson who likes to wear dresses and have tea parties. If he grows up to like men, I’ll paint my bike in rainbow colors.” I grinned at him. “You gonna do the same for me?” He chuckled. “We’ll see.”