“I’m not what you want.” The words came out strangled because a lump had formed in Maia’s throat. Jack’s brows drew together in a frown. “What the fuck, Maia?” She cleared her throat and sipped on her wine before continuing,… — Victoria Paige Copy Share Image
“I don’t think I’ve made myself clear enough. So I’m spelling it out for you.” He ignored her squinting eyes and continued. “What we… — Victoria Paige Copy Share Image
“So back to my question: what are you doing here?” Maia asked. Derek sighed, reached into his pocket and handed her a smartphone. “Viktor wanted me to give you this.” Jack turned livid with anger. “She’s not yet fully recovered,” he said furiously. “It’s barely been 48 hours.” “See, I hate getting caught in the middle of this,” Derek said.… — Victoria Paige Copy Share
“Would anyone care to explain how you two happen to be discussing—if I’m not mistaken—three-way sex,” Viktor said. Marissa visibly gulped. She looked helplessly at Morgan. “I was teasing Ms. Cole.” Morgan shrugged. “And she blasted me for my dig at you yesterday regarding the ménage. I suggested you looked like a man who was into that stuff.” Fucking Stan… — Victoria Paige Copy Share
“No, you’re the girl I’m in love with. I love you more than my own life,” Jack declared fervently. “If anything happens to you Maia, it will be over for me. I’m never gonna come back from losing you—not in ten, not in fifty years. So I’m asking you not to throw away what we have on some fucking job… — Victoria Paige Copy Share
“Jack glared at Derek. "We're throwing Maia to the sharks." "But she's a harpoon, she'll get them." "Am I the only one who thinks… — Victoria Paige Copy Share Image
“I’m not what you want.” The words came out strangled because a lump had formed in Maia’s throat. Jack’s brows drew together in a… — Victoria Paige Copy Share Image
“You’ll drive a saint into chaining you to the bed,” Jack muttered, and then trying not to let his annoyance show, he continued, “The… — Victoria Paige Copy Share Image
