Red-Hot Santa
“But once they were, he couldn’t bring himself to retract them.Max looked like someone had just pulled a weapon on her. And he supposed he had, in a manner of speaking.He wanted, no, he needed her to take a step back. Leave him be. Let him figure out what in the hell was going on inside his head and then map a way out.“No,” she said, point blank.He squinted at her.“I’m not going to leave. I’ve—” She gestured with her hands, as if trying to find the words to best express her thoughts. “These past two days I’ve done this your way. I’ve allowed you to take the lead, set the pace, decide what was or wasn’t said.” She shook her head. “No more.”“Max…”“No. You’ve said quite enough already, thank you.” She resembled a lit match, her red hair seeming even brighter as sparks ignited her green eyes. “What you don’t understand is that you’ve said plenty by saying nothing at all. But I know you, Jackson Savage. Probably better than anyone else in the world…”He’d give her that.He crossed his arms, f...inding his mood lightening as he watched her give herself over to a good fit.“You say you’re a coward.MoreLess
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