By Jill Shalvis
Co-owner of the town's merely kennel, Lilah younger has lived in Sunshine, Idaho, all her lifestyles. Pilot-for-hire Brady Miller is simply passing via. yet he quickly has Lilah forsaking her instincts and giving in to a primal hope. it truly is Brady's nature to withstand being tied down, yet there is something approximately Lilah and her menagerie that retains him coming again for extra.
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But something,” Adam said. Brady nodded. Yeah. There was definitely . . something. And holy Christ, that something was explosive whenever they got too close. ” He wondered if Adam was telling him to back the fuck off, and if it mattered. Could he back off? He honestly didn’t know. Adam was quiet a moment, just studying the Bell. “You’re important to us, too,” he finally said. Brady let out a breath and nodded, feeling an unexpected tightening in his chest at that. There sure as hell weren’t that many people who felt that way about him.
Too blank. ” “Yes,” Adam said tightly. The woman straightened and Brady saw that she was carrying a golden retriever puppy. She glanced over, drew herself up at the sight of Adam, then strode toward them, face cool and impassive. Actually, Adam’s expression was impassive. A battle-ready soldier. The woman’s face was set in stone. Angry, cold stone. Brady figured she was one of those snooty bitches who was wound too tight. And going off the steam coming out of her ears, her hair was also wound too tight.
You have me living with the devil’s spawn. ” “Just holding her like that is great. ” “You would have managed. ” “Yes,” she agreed, thinking she’d rather be good with men right about now. In particular, a big, badass, silent, edgy, dangerous man who carried a gun in the waistband of his jeans and had a body so cut it made her want to run her tongue over every indention and then some. “And you’re good with . . well, just about everything,” she said. ” He flashed her a look that was so innately male, as if she’d just questioned his Guy Card or something.