Reece Barden

“Yes, I can. You’re fucking mine,” he growls, repositioning me as he places a palm flat against the rear exit door and shoves it wide open.

think Nathan’s days of hooking up with random women are over. Only a skank would keep throwing herself at a man who’s made it clear he sees her as nothing more than a booty call.”

head.
“You’re the one, Maya. Bond or no bond, you’re the one for me.”