I like these boots," I told Vayl. "Do you think they'd sell them to me cheap? I keep ruining mine." "Since when do you fret over money?" he asked with amusement. "I was not even sure you knew what to do with it." I shrugged. "A women has needs." "Still." said Cole. "Gosh, Jaz, why didn't you say something to me? I'd never let you suffer.


Another One Bites The Dust: Book two in the Jaz Parks sequence (ed. Hachette UK, 2011) - ISBN: 9780748131839


I like these boots, I told Vayl. Do you think they'd sell them to me cheap? I keep ruining mine. Since when do you fret over money? he asked with...

I like these boots, I told Vayl. Do you think they'd sell them to me cheap? I keep ruining mine. Since when do you fret over money? he asked with...

I like these boots, I told Vayl. Do you think they'd sell them to me cheap? I keep ruining mine. Since when do you fret over money? he asked with...

I like these boots, I told Vayl. Do you think they'd sell them to me cheap? I keep ruining mine. Since when do you fret over money? he asked with...