“Every time she saw him, he made her breath catch and her heart skip a beat. With his dark hair, tanned skin, and ridiculously long lashes, he bordered on beautiful. The sharp edge of his cheekbones and square thrust of his jaw kept the distinction at bay. She glanced at the time. After midnight—again. “Where have you been?” Slade looked at her, but there was no heat in his amber eyes. “Out.” “I made you dinner.” She pointed to the cling-film- covered plate on the table. “It’s pr...obably cold by now.” The muscles of his broad shoulders rolled as he shrugged. “I already ate,” he said, but sniffed the food anyway. Celina rose from the couch and wrapped her arms around his trim waist. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing,” he said, then tried to shake her off. But Celina wasn’t having it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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