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216 pages, Paperback
First published April 5, 2017
"Well, I am, what's the word they use? 'Progressive', I guess, because I don't buy into that asinine, antiquated virgin/whore mindset that society likes to shove down our throats. Everyone likes sex. And so long as you do it safely, no one should be ashamed of some absurd 'number' that supposedly makes you either a prude or slut. I've slept with who I have slept with, and I see no reason to try to hide that..."
"There was murder, and there was justice. They weren't one in the same. Exceptions had to be made."
"They also taught me that no man was worth falling apart over. It was advice I took to heart.
No man would break me.
At least, no man would ever know he broke me.
Stiff fucking upper lip.
That was pretty much my motto for heartbreak."
"Don't even fucking think about it, Kenz," he said oddly, making my gaze shoot up from the bill to his face. "I know you asked me out. I also know that you are a strong, independent woman who can pay for her own meals, but understand this about me - I take care of my woman. That means I make sure she is safe, that she is happy, that she is fucked however she wants to be fucked how ever often she wants to be fucked, and it also means I pay."
"I paid my own way in life.
It was something my mother pounded into us when we were kids. Always build your own foundations, always stand on your own two feet. That way, no matter what man comes or goes, he can never knock you down."






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"Kenz," he said, sounding almost gravely serious. "When was the last time a man told you just how fucking sexy that is?"
Unprepared for that, I faltered for a long second before recovering.
"Oh, it has to have been at least an hour or so," I quipped.
He smiled at that, making his brown eyes warm.
"That's too fucking long. I'll have to set an alarm on my phone to make sure I don't fuck that up again in the future."
