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Аноним29 декабря 2022 г.Here's the thing about reading romance: it's taught me an appreciation for a good grovel, but it's also taught me to recognise a toxic character when I see one.
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Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.Someone so evil should not be this hot. I can’t believe I had a sex dream about him. I want to bleach the memory from my brain.018
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.“He’s so hot.”I throw Eli a death glare. “What would Luke say?”“Luke would say I have eyeballs. I said he’s hot, not that I want to bang him.”014
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.“You have candy in your vehicle.” A shiver wracks me. My teeth start to chatter. “You eat s-sugar? And enjoy it?”“I’m a man of many mysteries, Gabriella. Help yourself.”012
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.“You don’t like them?”“Not a bit,” he says. “Mint chocolate is foul.”“Then why do you have mint chocolate M&Ms?”Jonathan drops back in his seat again and rakes a hand through his hair, tugging hard, jaw working until he finally says, “Because I saw them at the grocery store after work today and thought of you and bought them. Because I was an ass this morning, and I regret that, and I bought apology candy, and then I realized how ridiculous that was, when I’m starting to think there aren’t enough M&Ms in the world to make things better between us.”Читать далее010
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.Quiet stretches between us until it’s taut and dense. It’s almost unbearable.Until Jonathan tells Siri to play “Holiday Radio” with a note of command in his voice that’s downright pornographic.Now that’s unbearable.06
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.I gape at him. He glances my way, then does a double take. “What?”“I’ve never heard your voice sound like that.”He arches an eyebrow. “Like what?”“Very stern and bossy.” I crisscross my legs against the ache that’s nearly painful now. “Like…bedroom bossy.”He gives me a disbelieving side-glance. “I told Siri to play a music station, Gabriella, not get on her knees.”I choke on a fresh mouthful of M&Ms.07
Аноним16 декабря 2022 г.“Only one bed,” he says, his throat working with a fresh swallow. “I read about that. That’s a popular trope. I can see why.”“Of course you read up on romance tropes.”“I read up on the whole damn genre.” His fingers drum on the steering wheel. “I don’t do things half-assed, Gabriella.”“No…” I search his face. “No, you don’t.”06