I left her in the office after stealing one more kiss; her fucking mouth, Is magic. She tasted like berries, and the innocent way she played her tongue around mine made me want to run away with her somewhere for a week.

I had barely made it to the shop when I heard Jennifer's annoying voice.

The fuck is wrong with the Rossetti clan today? Two of them in one day was a cocktail for trouble, and I knew she'd sent her piss-ant of a brother over here earlier, like he was ...