The Fiction Between Us (Honeywood, #2)

by Julie Olivia

He gives the image of someone you’d take home to your mama, then would maybe go down on you in a spare bedroom.

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“You make me panic. How are you surprised? I’m a mess for you.”

“What if I said I like pissing you off?” he asks. “That I like the little line between your eyebrows. Your glares. Your crossed arms. Your combat boots that could probably kick my ass.” “Masochist.” He chuckles. “When it comes to you? Yes, I just might be.”

He whispers into my ear, strained and gritty, “I would do anything for you, if you’d let me.”

“Distracted?” he jokes. “Maybe. You?” “By you?” he asks. “Always.”