I hate you,” I declared.
“You don’t.”
“I do.”
“Okay, maybe whoever this new Ava is does but she’s a bitch and I don’t give a fuck if she hates me. The old Ava doesn’t hate me and she’s in there somewhere, I saw her five minutes ago and that’s who I'm keeping safe.
She gave me her jewelry and a shitload of money, but only gave Marilyn and Sofia a token, which pissed them off big time but they’d always been mean to her and I hadn’t, so fuck them.
Kristen AshleyYou wanna taste me?" he murmured.
Yes, I wanted to taste him. I would pay every penny of Aunt Ella's inheritance to taste him.
"No," I lied.
He did a full grin this time, a full satisfied grin. It was hot, so hot my knees totally buckled and he took all my weight into his body.
"Liar," he whispered...
Oh my goodness, Luke’s massaging your arm! Isn’t that sweet? Good Ava trilled in my ear.
Jump him! Rip his pants off! Bad Ava shouted in my other ear.
My futon was a fancy one with armrests and everything. It was a pain in the ass to get open because it weighed a ton. I figured I’d make the bed when Luke got back. He’d probably be able to pull it out by glaring at it.
Kristen AshleyThis isn’t a good idea,” I whispered, watching his lips come toward me.
“This is a fucking great idea,” he muttered. Then he kissed me.
Jesus, you could bring a man to his knees.
Kristen AshleyI’d pay a man to talk to me that way.
Kristen AshleyYou’ve been mine since you were eight.
Kristen AshleyI figured the Nightingale Investigations job application form had the question "Are you hot? Yes. No. If you answered no, please exit the building.
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