Chapter 13 My Wife
- Liam had no idea why that small, firm hand inside the German's big hand bothered him so much, or why the simple act of kissing her knuckles was going to make him blush like a tomato; but when everyone finally left, he pressed the intercom button as if it were the detonator of a bomb:
- —Max! —he shouted—. Come here immediately!
- But Maxine Johnson was not intimidated by thunder, much less by him.