Tangled in Tinsel (The More the Merrier, #1)

by Trilina Pucci

Jesus, I don’t even know what’s happening anymore. But call me Oliver Twist because please sir, can I have some more.

Fuck. The look on his face is so seductive. It’s the way he stares intensely into mine with all his intentions pouring out of him. They say eyes are the windows to the soul. I think Jace’s soul wants to fuck mine. I grin. He’s a soulfucker.