Run along, sweetheart. I’ve got this.”Me, one of Hell’s most successful bounty hunters, dismissed with a smile and a wave of his hand. His treatment made me want to tear his pants off and ride him like a cowgirl–I mean, he’d called me sweetheart, how hot was that?–while at the same time making me see red. I’m gonna wipe the smirk off his face. Then I’m gonna kiss him. Then..



