Heartless (Chestnut Springs, #2)

by Elsie Silver

“The joke’s on you though. I wouldn’t last ten minutes and just because you’d be quiet doesn’t mean I would be.”

“Hat forward. Cute.” Her free hand mimics grabbing the brim of a cap and turning it backward. “Hat backward? Game on. It’s like a switch.”

I don’t care if I’m the one on my knees while he towers above me. The power is mine right now. The power to make him fall apart is mine.

“Pour yourself a drink, sit down, and drop the asshole act with me, kid. It doesn’t scare me one bit.”