Wolf Kisses
“Oh, you didn’t think something like you being an assassin would chase me away, did you? I am a wolf, little rabbit. I thrive on danger. And now that we’re both unmasked, we don’t have to hide who and what we are anymore.”
“I’m not looking for a relationship.”
“I wasn’t asking. I’m stating that, like it or not, we’re a couple.”
The feminist in her bristled at his domineering statement. The woman in her melted and then puddled as his lips tugged at hers, a slow, languorous embrace that had her breath stuttering.
If only they had the time. No, what am I thinking? Bad idea. She’d grown up with wolves, and she knew better than to get involved with one. “Aren’t you supposed to go to see the cops?
Bab Populer