I, Lois Mai Reynolds, am all kinds of clumsy. I fall over flat surfaces. I drop expensive vases, and miraculously find ways to trip over thin air. Not a day has passed by when I'm not wearing a Band-Aid for some kind of accident that I've endured, and it's stooped to the level now that my parents call me King Kong and...
My eyes traveled down his waist, roaming over the mini ice-cream cones scattered all over his boxers. His eyes locked with my own as I gazed up. "It's rude to stare." "At what?" I scoffed. "No need to lie, I don't blame you." "Cocky much?" "How'd you know?" He rolled his eyes, smirking. "I'm waiting." "For?" "An apo...
Never poke a sleeping warrior. . . or he might poke back. Noah Hunter's best friend has woman problems. Not a rare event to any man, but she and her friends decide to teach Nick a lesson that goes overboard. When they include Livy, they poke at Noah's protective side since he's secretly in love with her. As an Apache...