“Senior look startled, but nodded. 'I love the smell of gun oil.' 'You like weapons?' She snorted. 'That's like asking if Santa likes Christmas." Resurrection Ch. 16” — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“When he’d seen her standing at the stove. . . . that familiar wave of possessiveness and love had welled up in him. He… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“Closing her eyes, she pretended that this was before six months ago, before her life had gone to shit. Before she’d lost the love… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“Once on the road again, she found her center and determination to see this through. Let Perdue come for her. The vicious monster who’d… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“I want to make it crystal fucking clear that you’re it for me… I screwed up before. Big time. I own it. And now… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
“He stood then,unzipping his jeans.As he shoved them and his boxers over his lean hips,she swallowed hard.She´d kissed and licked his cock more than… — Katie Reus Copy Share Image
