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![]() Lace and Lies
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo -- EXCERPT: Cris I took a step toward Jasmine, noting the worry line on her forehead. That would be gone by the end of the night. I’d make damn sure of it. “I would have killed that man tonight if he’d touched you,” I bit out. “I almost did for even talking to you. For threatening to take you away from me. For pointing a deadly weapon anywhere near you. That would have been illegal because I wouldn’t have been able to claim self-defense in the end. Not with the way I beat him. But I’d still have done it if he’d laid his filthy hands on you. Does that make me a vicious criminal?” I watched her swallow as I took another step forward. She retreated until her back hit the fireplace. I crowded against her, caging her in by placing my hands on the mantle beside her head. “And if you’re concerned about me being a violent person, I think you got your answer tonight,” I continued. “But I’m not violent toward innocent people. I reserve violence for those who deserve it. Specifically, those who threaten people I care about.” I let those words sink in for a moment. She could take that comment however she wanted, though the implication was anything but subtle. “Is that something you think you can handle?” I whispered against her parted lips. “Because that’s who I am. That’s what you get when you’re involved with me. So, now I have a question for you.” She licked her lips. With that one small movement, I was hard as steel. “What’s that?” she breathed. I know that voice, sweetheart. She was ready to get fucked. I angled my head, acting like I was going in for a kiss. With maybe a millimeter separating our lips, I stopped. Our hot breaths mingled together, no doubt driving her as mad as it was me. But I had to make a point here. She had to be sure of her decision before we went any further. I didn’t want her doubting herself at the critical times or thinking I’d coerced her into anything. “Do you still want me?” I didn’t have to wait for an answer. The second the last word left my lips, hers crashed against them. ![]()
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samantha
1/25/2020 09:34:00 pm
The name is kind of naughty LOL. Wish I could write this well ... until then I can read your great books!
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