Sugar," Tara said in a voice that was pure Pissed-Off South. "You need to go far, far away."

A few weeks ago, he'd have taken that to mean she didn't want to see his face within a six-hundred-mile radius. Now he knew the truth. He distracted her. He could live with that. "Came to see if I can help."

"I think I know how to make burgers," she said smoothly. "But bless your heart."

In other words, f*** off and die.

Author: Jill Shalvis

Sugar," Tara said in a voice that was pure Pissed-Off South. "You need to go far, far away."<br /><br />A few weeks ago, he'd have taken that to mean she didn't want to see his face within a six-hundred-mile radius. Now he knew the truth. He distracted her. He could live with that. "Came to see if I can help."<br /><br />"I think I know how to make burgers," she said smoothly. "But bless your heart."<br /><br />In other words, f*** off and die. - Jill Shalvis

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