“Tease,” he rasped. His slow, dangerous smile promised payback. Kissing the chocolate from her lips, he unhooked her bra. “You’re not the only one in this family who’s an artist, you know. I was real good at finger painting. And don’t worry,” he said, drawing his chocolate-coated finger between her breasts and down her quivering stomach, “I clean up my messes, too.” Contemporary RomanceMilitary RomanceWomen S Fiction Romance Book:Christmas in July Source: Christmas in July
“Is there anything she’s not good at? Please tell me there is, because I’m seriously thinking about not being friends with her anymore. It’s too hard on my self-esteem.” Contemporary RomanceWomen S FictionMilitary RomanceSecond Chance At Romance Book:Christmas in July Source: Christmas in July