“Hot or cold?” he murmurs. “Those are the options?” I swallow my anger and inhale sharply as he lowers his lips until they’re a breath away from brushing mine. “I don’t do in between well, Jo. And I don’t always notice subtlety. So if you need me to pick when it comes to you…”
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Abby Millsaps,
Too Safe
“I refuse to lie down like a doormat and let you walk all over me. I’ll make every moment of cohabitation as hellish as possible. You’ll rue the day you kidnapped me and forced me onto your stupid island.”
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Abby Millsaps,
Too Safe