Incinerate Me
" Roxine," she whispered breathily. I grinned softly, " Yes?, Do you have something to say, Miss Rhoades." I traced my nose up her jaw jawline. " You're too close," her hands rested on my cold chest. " First rule of caregiving, you must be closer to your patients, correct me if I'm wrong, Miss Rhoades" Lana Rhoades c...