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Flesh (Flesh, #1) Flesh by Kylie Scott
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“You promised to behave," he scolded. "Bad girl."
"Fuck you."
"Good idea, I love where you're going with that. But let's say we talk first? Get to know each other? "
He gave her the biggest shit-eating grin of his life, that one that had been dying to burst out of him since she'd burst in.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Aah, man. Forty-one was far too fucking old for love at first sight.
He might as well throw himself at her feet and be done with it.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Why can't you give me a straight answer?"
"Why can't you ride me like a pony?" He scowled straight back at her, unrepentant. "Don't pretty girls like ponies? I thought they did.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Tell me I'm right again. Slowly this time. Really draw out the words, play it up for me. Feel free to pant in between if it feels natural.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“I only took off my shirt, Daniel. The bra isn't even all that revealing," she replied, cool as can be, plush mouth set all prim and proper. "If all it takes for you to lose your cool is the hint of hard nipple then I'm concerned on your behalf."
"Shit. Say hard nipple again."
Her body vibrated beneath him with soft laughter. "No.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Finn?” Al asked in a husky voice. She blinked big gray eyes at him
from where she lay wrapped up in Daniel. Her hair was all tussled,
and there was a general well-fucked appeal to her.
He was nowhere near as immune to it as he would have liked. Which
pissed him off.
And she wore his t-shirt, having gasped words along the lines of
“God”, “yes”, and “Daniel” before slipping into it.
“What’s wrong, Finn?”
His. Shirt”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“He never had been good at going without sex. Previously, there had
never been a need to. Nearly nine weeks into the celibate lifestyle,
and he found it as overrated as getting shot had been.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Therein lay the root of the problem.
Sharing was not in his nature, but nature would have to adapt. Ali
needed this kid. Finn was a modern day gunslinger. Deep down he
fucking hated it, but his girl needed this one nice and close.
Preferably wrapped around her finger and deeply concerned about
her health and happiness.Every goddamn minute of every goddamn day would be best.
Daniel did not want to share her. Not with the kid, not with anyone,
not even a little. He knew it would work, this insane idea of going
halves, he just didn’t want it to. He had only recently found her and
she was his. But he couldn’t keep her safe on his own, a fact that bit
deep and hard and hung on as a pit bul would. How the hell to
convince her? What Ali wanted and what would keep her safe and
alive would likely be at odds in this case. She’d accused him of
being pushy a time or two. His girl had no real idea how far he’d go
to protect her.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“Daniel looked down the barrel of the shotgun al set to blow his
brains out and grinned. These days, even a gun-toting, trigger-happy
female was a delight to behold, and she was perfect.
Sunlight streamed in through the kitchen window. She all but shone
with it, like an angel or a princess or something. Something a little
overdue for a bath and a lot on edge, but something very good just
the same. The feeling of sweet relief rushing through him nearly
buckled his knees.
Tall and curvy, around thirty at a guess, and uninfected, she was by
far the best thing he had ever seen in jeans and a t-shirt. Not even the
dried blood splattered on the wal behind her could diminish the
picture she made.
Sadly, his girl did not appear to share his joy”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“It was almost funny, to be making this mistake. She was too old for this shit. Crying was for pussies. Making a mess of herself served no purpose at all. Now was the time to toughen up.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“That was not nice. Stop and think. I have done everything possible not to hurt you. I only want to talk to you. You’ve shot at me, scratched me, kissed me, and now you start biting. Apologize.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“What’s the plan?
“We run.” Daniel informed her with all due sincerity.
“Huh. One day soon can the plan involve a touch more complexity? Not that I’m co9mplaining or anything.”
“Complain, you? Never. You’re a constant delight.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“God, you are so beautiful”
Ali’s eyes skittered off, nervous with his praise.
“Say thank you,” he prompted.
“Thank you.”
“Say, kiss me.”
A smile curved her perfect mouth. He saw starts, dots dancing through his field of vision. This woman made his knees weak. Thank God he wasn’t standing.
“Kiss me,” she said.
“Whatever you want.”
Kylie Scott, Flesh
“What say we call it a night. Find someplace safe to hole up and practice our repopulation methods. Do it for our country. What do you think?”
Kylie Scott, Flesh