Rain Hart’s Reviews > Reaper's Property > Status Update

“It’s a .38,” he said proudly. “I know you’re a .22 girl, but it’s time for us to take the next step in our relationship. I think if you start practicing you’ll get used to the feel of it. This is a great piece because—”
“I swear if you say one more word I’m shooting you,” I growled, thoroughly disgusted. Of course he’d buy me an engagement gun.
Stupid biker.

*headdesk*
I knew it!!! Brother, my ass! GAH!

He’d presented me with the pistol like it was a diamond ring or something. Probably best not to think about that too much.
...
“A .22 was big enough to kill Bobby Kennedy,” he replied, and I stopped smiling and raised my brows.
“Damn.”
“No shit. Honestly, it’s about accuracy, not size, babe.”
“Did I seriously just hear you, Marcus “Horse” McDonnell, tell me it’s not about size?”

Well... :D

“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your face again, I’ll shoot you myself.”
...
“Noted,” Horse said, smiling against my mouth.

“Jerk.”
“Hot piece of ass.”
“Don’t call me that!”
“I was referring to myself”

OMG! I'm in heaven, and staying glued to this book 'til I finish it!

Once again, the badass biker was a mystery. He issued threats, carried a gun that I was pretty sure he knew how to use, and he let his little niece name his dog after a mermaid.
Split personality, no question.

I wouldn't mind... REALLY, I wouldn't! :D

“Is this your place?”
“Bought it three years ago,” he replied, walking past me toward the wide, covered porch, which had a swing, for God’s sake. Like something on a country postcard.

I. AM. IN. LOVE.

Marcus Antonius Caesar McDonnell

Oh, for the love of... Seriously???

“I’ve never ridden a bike before.”
Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth.
“Lookin’ forward to being your first, babe.”

Okay, so I kind of love it & hate it at the same time, and I have absolutely no idea where it's going yet...
Still, gotta appreciate a badass, tattooed biker hottie!