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312 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 22, 2012


"(…)The love of a good woman is one thing, but the love and loyalty of a great woman is a great thing. Any man can find a bitch to walk behind him, it takes a special one to be worthy of walking beside him," Zeke said with a knowing arch of his silvered brows and a puff on his cigar.
(…)
"Just speaking from the heart, brother. There aren't many topics I'm passionate about, but my queen is one of them. Just don't tell her that. The woman is insufferable enough," Zeke said with a chuckle.
"I pray I am lucky enough to find one like her."
"She's a treasure and a curse, but one I would die to keep. Good luck, brother."

"You still got it, baby," she murmured with a wink.
Zeke accepted both kiss and Budweiser with equal appreciation.
"The power's still there, but the speed is shot."
"Slow and hard works for me."
"Hussy," he mumbled against her lips.
"You're such a baby," he mumbled.
"They're poisonous."
"They're venomous," he corrected. "A tarantula's bite doesn't hurt any worse than a bee sting, and I don't see you getting all in a sissy girl panic every time you see a bee or wasp."
"I can't help it! I can't stand the thought of the huge, hairy, ugly things touching me."
"You let dad touch you," Rhys quipped, actually drawing a smile from his mother.
"Your father isn't ugly."
"Note she didn't deny the huge," Zeke said with a lecherous grin.
"Or the hairy," Garrett piped in.
"Hey now, your father's hair is in all the right places, not like that ape Ramirez."
“I’m not fucking with you, Flo. You better kick that peroxide saturated brain into gear and wise up. Do we have an understanding?” --Ginny

"You can seat me, Mrs. Brawer, or I can sue you for discrimination."
"If you were black, crippled, or gay I would be concerned. Being a spineless rat bastard doesn't qualify you as a minority or disabled. It's just a fact."

"You look smoking tonight, Mrs. Brawer. Those boots make me horny."
(…)
"The chances of you making it back to the bedroom in that outfit are slim and none. If I were you, I would count my blessings if we make it inside the front door."
"Twenty years, four pregnancies, stretch marks, gravity, and you still want this?"
"Baby, you ain't never been more beautiful," Zeke rumbled.

“You are too damn stubborn for your own good. I’m your man. You bring your problems and fears to me, and I take care of them. That is what a man does,” he said, then pushed her back to look down at her.
“You better have picked some up for your cohorts then or you’ll have a mutiny on your hands when we get back.”
“Never fear. I have my girls covered,” she said, patting her jacket pockets.
“I’ll keep the girls covered. You worry about your friends,” Zeke murmured, covering her chest with his hands.
“It’s all you ever think of. Why does it still surprise me?”
“You wouldn’t want me any other way.”
“Touché.”




“You are too damn stubborn for your own good. I’m your man. You bring your problems and fears to me, and I take care of them. That is what a man does,” he said, then pushed her back to look down at her. His fingers closed around her chin and forced her to look at him. “You promised to trust me that night you showed up behind The Lantern. Has that changed?”


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3 stars for steam(that's for you, B.!)
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as many times as I did in these two books! Go. Read. Them. NOW! :D:D:D