Taming Lily (The Fowler Sisters 3)
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“Lily Closet? That was your life plan?” His brows lift, looking too sexy for his own good.
“Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?” I poke at his chest with my index finger.
“I think Lily Coleman sounds better,” he says.
My mouth drops open and I swear my heart just tripped over itself. “Are you serious?”
He doesn’t say a word, just taps the tip of my nose with his finger.
“Really?” I squeak as he starts to draw my head down to his.
“Just say yes, Lily,” he whispers.
“Ye—” I start but he cuts me off.
And kisses me.