But then there’s Ciara, the sister of his deceased wife. She’s beautiful and damned determined to throw herself into his life in hopes they can reform an old friendship, but Spike won’t hear of it, and Ciara refuses to give up.
Who will win the battle of wills?
Then the tragedy happened, the blame, the hurtful words, the fight for forgiveness and fighting for Spike and to get him back.
“When are you gonna see there’s no point in fightin’ for something that don’t wanna be fought for?”
“I won’t, because everyone deserves to be fought for Spike. Even you.”
And when they finally did talk without the shouting and the blame and the running, they did more than talk, you know what I mean? 😉
“Fuck me, Spike. I want you to fuck me.”
“Tom Cat,” he growls, letting his eyes slide over me. “That ain’t a fuckin’ good idea.”
“Fuck what it ain’t, I want it, and I want it now.”
And not to mention, they like to watch…
“You like it baby,” I rasp into her ear. “You like watching them fuck just as much as I do. I saw it the other night, I fuckin’ felt it. You can deny it, but I can see the way your body responds.”
This book is HOT, as in steamy burning hot!
Story wise, I would have wanted more but still, it’s HOT ladies!!!