Intoxicating. That's what he was. His fiery hazel eyes seemed to change color with his mood. His smoldering kiss and spirited wit could render any woman equally exhilarated and speechless. He was confident, with just the right dose of cockiness. When he spoke, you wanted to listen. Not because you cared about the subject of the conversation, but because his voice was so enchanting. A deep, husky drawl that inevitably made you wonder what he sounded like in bed. He could command a room without even trying. He could melt your panties with a single flick of his dark brown hair and that sexy smirk he seemed to always be sporting. He was the kind of man you could count on to be your best friend when you needed him, and your worst enemy if you ever fucked him over. He was heroin and I was addicted.
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Licensed to Kill
RomanceLead Agent Dallas David was as mysterious as he was alluring. His past was a secret kept safe under lock and key, and his future was always on the rocks with a target on his back everywhere he went. No one really knew the man beneath Dallas's confid...
