“That’s a great idea, Reece. How will they protect her from poison though?” Mark asks.I nod in agreement. Guards could protect Rose from physical attacks, but not from poison that has been slipped into her food.“Eli, you ask Kelly or Shelby to have someone see Rose's food made personally. They sho

“She’s under a lot of pressure and needs some release,” I counter. “You make up your own mind, Mark, but you’re not going to tell us what to do this time.”He glares at me but says nothing else.“So… you’re going first?” Tristan asks me. I see Reece nod, so I do too. “Well, have fun.”Tristan takes

“I wanna be beating around your bush.” He leans forward, and so do I. Our lips lock, and I am a goner. He pulls me to him, and I willingly leave the warmth of my relaxing bath to climb on top of him. He continues to kiss me, deeper and deeper, his tongue tangling with mine. His hands slide the leng

“Be nice to her, Tristan. She’s not a blow-up doll,” he tells me. “I will be,” I assure him. “I don’t need any bruises on my behind.” He continues to glare at me before he walks away, and I step into the room, taking Rose in my arms. She is still giggling. “He really did fall down. Twice.” “Sure

I blink as my brain is trying to follow all the medical jargon that is coming out of her mouth. So far, all I know is she said something about DNA and blood.“Excuse me, Doc, would you mind speaking in simplified English? Not that I am not intelligent enough to understand medical terms or anything,