“b***h!” Exactly as Devlin had guessed. Actually way worse.
Instead of answering, she just folded her arms over that film-perfect chest of hers and scowled back with a snap of fire in those dark eyes.
Total b***h!
Christ, but wasn’t that the truth. At first he’d stuck because he assumed it was all an act. Then he’d stuck because he felt some loyal need to protect Jennie Adams. The poor woman’s script was going to get shredded by this…shrew. He didn’t know why he cared.
Because he actually did? Didn’t sound like him, but—
Oh s**t! And he’d renamed his boat for her? How f****d up was that? He’d finished the last coat less than an hour ago, getting the flourish just right on the final E had taken far more attempts than he was willing to admit.
As soon as he was done here, he was going t
