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I just felt a little protected somehow. “Come on. I’ll take you home,” Booker said. “No, it’s okay. If you can just call me a cab, it’ll be fine.” Booker shook his head. “We’re closed, darlin’, and it’ll take a while for a taxi, so let me just take you home.” I swallowed. “What?” he asked. I glanced at Mack and then back at Booker. “Um… aren’t bikes really dangerous?” Booker seemed to share another secret look with Mack before they both burst out laughing.

Hart said, but I shook my head. "That's going to get you in trouble, Hart, Big trouble. I cannot take this, have it, return it, and have them take it back from the King's account," I said, handing the book back to him. "Take it, Zuri; that wicked alpha is not going to get to you all the time; whenever he does his bullshit, you come back to your room and read to your satisfaction," Hart said, pulling me closer to press a kiss on my forehead.

Was he not going too overboard with this…? Dr. Weir continued, “Don’t think too much. These books are giving me a headache, and you don’t know how annoying it gets. I’ve known each of these books too well, and all the apprentices fought against one another just to get these books. Look, as their senior, it’ll seem biased no matter who I handed them to—this is a recipe for trouble. Also, the properties, companies, and factories are merely worth a penny or two. Is it worth it for them to kill one another?”

" Lola giggle. All panel doesn't know their Master watch and listen, the ability Stealthmode for some reason not be given to them. "Okay, next!" "I wrote a 40.000-page n***l, the book has never been published." "And then?" "That's only my imagination." "Sigh, pass." "What pass mean?" "Success, next." "The more problems that come, the stronger you are, so multiply the problems in your life." "The point is?" "The key to being tough: multiply the problem."

I was intrigued by the book, but it seemed like it really bothered him for some reason. I turned my attention back to the book, flipping through it over and over again. Why would Ameris even document her intimate moments with their great-grandfather anyway? Even if it was a kink or something, I'm very sure that she wouldn't like it if everyone reads the book about such private moments like that. She must've documented it down for reasons unknown to me. The book was heavy in my hand, despite how light it seemed to be, making it entirely suspicious for some reason. There is something fishy about it, but I don't know what... "I'm very sure this is the book, Cass. Believe me. I don't know whethe

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“ It’s nothing. Just a library book I checked out. By accident. Just a silly mistake.“ Now that was the understatement of the century. “A silly mistake, my behind,” Edith cackled. “The Kama Sutra. The Joy of Sex. Dating for Dummies. The Multi-Orgasmic Couple. The Girlfriend's Guide to Great Sex.” Edith pointed to each of the books as she listed off the titles. Picking up the books, Mattie said, “This is my business. My personal, private business.” “Poppycock.” Edith stood, hands on her generous hips, blocking the door. “If you wanted this to be private, you wouldn’t have brought those books here.“

I felt heat start to pool low and a blush start to crawl up my neck. "About his ability to make himself everyone's problem." "Well, that tracks. At least from the little bit I've known him." She leaned closer to Rowan's section and started reading the titles off like she was browsing a bookstore. The books were a chaotic mix, some genuinely useful, others questionably so, but all jammed together in no particular order. She pointed to the first spine, reading it outloud, her voice dripping with judgement. "How to Win and Argument Without Throwing a Punch."