Butch nodded, finding as comfortable a bite as he could on the leather. He braced himself as V lifted an arm.

Except when his roommate's palm landed on his bare chest all he felt was a warm weight. Butch frowned. This was it? This was fucking it? Scaring the shit out of Marissa for no good-

He looked down, pissed off.

Oh, wrong hand.

Autor: J.R. Ward

Butch nodded, finding as comfortable a bite as he could on the leather. He braced himself as V lifted an arm.<br /><br />Except when his roommate's palm landed on his bare chest all he felt was a warm weight. Butch frowned. This was it? This was fucking it? Scaring the shit out of Marissa for no good-<br /><br />He looked down, pissed off.<br /><br />Oh, wrong hand. - J.R. Ward



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