Haven't you heard? Opposites attract.""yeah, but you're talking about fire and gasoline. With him and you, it's more like pablum and sass.""Which do I get to be?""Darlin', you are all sass, all the time.

Watching Annie walk was better than a bowl of your favorite ice cream on a scorching-hot summer day."Are you staring at my ass, Wilder?""Yup."She chuckled. "Okay, but I get my turn on the way back.

So..." Her shoulders lifted and dropped. "What? You're going to let that walking cane snuff out the eternally grinning smart-ass that loves inside you?

She blew out a sigh. "Guess there's not denying I've always had a crazy thing for him."Crazy as in he's so gorgeous you want to jump his bones? Or crazy as in you could see yourself spending the rest of your life with him?

She'd be the perfect choice."Jake snapped his head around to find Charli no smiling. "Who?""Annie.""Are you kidding me?" Jake barked out a laugh. "We'd tear each other's throat out.""Or each other's clothes off. Which sounds like a much better solution to me.

I swear." His hand came up in the three-finger Boy Scout pledge.Annie couldn't help by laugh. "You may be many things, Jake. But an innocent Boy Scout isn't one of them.

You are a moron.Jackson wanted to bash the message into his head. Because obviously his brain wasn't going to be of any help in the matter. And God knew his friend that lived behind the zipper of his jeans was clueless.

I just meant that a guy who's guarded his heart for so long might not be in the best position to judge.""Ouch.""Sorry." She reached across the cab of the truck and caressed his arm. "I promise to take the sting out of that owie remark as soon as I get you naked."A grin shot to his face. "Now you're talkin' my kind of language.

The horse gave his arm a nudge when he reached to remove the headstall. With his large hand, he gave the animal an affectionate stroke on the neck that gave Charli a tug way deep down in her lemon yellow panties.