Sorry, I got hung up or I’d have been here earlier. I made sure I made it for closing, though. I didn’t want the streets to suffer if you walked alone.” A glance at him showed his lips twitching. Humor, a new facet to my knight in leather armor; one I liked, given my oftentimes sarcastic attitude towards life. He wore the same leather duster of the previous evening, and, once again, I enviously admired it. Unable to resist, I reached out a hand and stroked its supple surface, feeling a thrill that my hand strayed so close to his actual body. “It’s so soft, ” I murmured.“ Not for long, if you keep stroking it, ” he drawled. . Eve Langlais
I want to kiss you again, Tess.”“Why?”He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.
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Lara Adrian
With every breath I take, I will always love you.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout
Yeah, cause that would be a smart choice. So, I should just forget about the whole lying to me thing when you pronounce you will never do it again?” “Yes.” “You’d have a better chance getting a donkey to shit gold.
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Elizabeth J. Kolodziej
She doesn’t need the pack. She doesn’t need me.” I shot to my feet. “That’s not true, ” I said hotly. He tilted his head a little, his eyes meeting mine. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>His eyes softened. “I misspoke, ” he said in a steady voice....
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Patricia Briggs
You picked the wrong girl to dominate, Dracula.
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Rebecca Zanetti
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