“He could do this. He could find his partner and bring him home. Not could. Would. His heart and world depended on… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“When I was younger.” He intended to leave it at that, then the bourbon got the better of him again. “And you?”… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“You’re sacrificing your happiness for a man past his prime who comes with a hell of a lot of baggage.” Jamie” — Layla Reyne Happiness Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t expecting this.” His eyes raked over Aidan again, taking it all in. Dressed in jeans and a navy V-neck sweater,… — Layla Reyne Pale skin Copy Share Image
“It was the fifty-something woman behind the desk who had her office lights dimmed, a bottle of bourbon on her desk, and… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Fuck, he was gorgeous, stretched out and flushed beneath him.” — Layla Reyne Beauty Copy Share Image
“Jamie grabbed his wrist and slammed it back against the wall. “Hypocritical much?” he said, voice and body vibrating with anger. “I… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“I didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes.” “Working together?” “Sleeping together.” Aidan’s brows raced north. “Excuse me?” “I want to sleep… — Layla Reyne Sleeping together Copy Share Image
“It was desperate, it was messy, and it was the best kiss of Jamie’s life. He” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Last Wednesday, though, he’d opened his mouth and before thinking better of it, revealed more about his interest in his new partner… — Layla Reyne Three years Copy Share Image
“His partner, though, wasn’t doing him any favors. Sauntering up the wooden walkway from the beach, towel slung over one shoulder, Aidan’s… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Fuck. He was gone. So far gone. Past casual, past a crush, past simple attraction. This was Aidan, sans disguises, and Jamie… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Someone else had taken it over. Just like with his email. “Did you hack my phone?” “Hush, Irish.” Walker’s” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Because standing in front of him was his stylishly dressed partner, a messenger bag over one shoulder, a coat tossed over the… — Layla Reyne Hair color Copy Share Image
“You’re more of a force than you realize.” “I don’t scare you,” Aidan said, once he found his voice again. Cobalt eyes… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Hearing the words, in that sex-roughened Southern drawl, sent another wave of desire crashing through Aidan. “Make love to me, Whiskey.” And” — Layla Reyne Love Copy Share Image
“You, Jamie,” he answered, with a slow, tortuous stroke down the impressive length. “All of you.” Rocking” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Talk to me, Irish,” Jamie said, lips against his shoulder, body draping his. “I love you,” Aidan gasped out and Jamie froze.… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
