He Loves Me, He Loves Me Hot
Chapter One
Nick Rawlings hoped he got attacked today. He was bored, itchy for
action, and fast coming to the conclusion that even the undying
gratitude of his best pal, Jerome Doumani (and the large stack of
gold bullion that Jerome was forking over), wasn't worth three weeks
of sitting in a small room with nothing but a frozen sociopath to
keep him company.
Nick peered hopefully at the platinum deadbolt on the inside of the
steel door to see if someone was trying to jimmy it off from the
other side. No luck.
He sighed and wandered across the polished oak floor, his heavy
steel-toed boots thudding on the perfect varnish. He glanced back
over his shoulder, taking mild satisfaction in the fact that the
floors were getting scuffed from his pacing. The Council (the
morally questionable, self-appointed gov ... read full excerpt from He Loves Me, He Loves Me Hot ebook
