Claiming His Queen
Damn, she still made him jolt out of his seat even when he saw her twenty-four hours a day.
Hair whipping in the air, off-shoulder floral summer gown which she claimed was a lifesaver in England's sweltering heat, she could knock him off his feet a second time.
"I hear you, Salvatore." She pushed her hair off her face. "Besides, I can't take from you the few weeks you have with her before she leaves for school."
"Christ, Lily," Eva's anguish was heavy in her voice. "Why are you such a killjoy?"
"Aww, well I'm tired of running the company without you." Lily stated, then in a mischievous tone— "Don't also forget unwanted babies can ruin your future and..."
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