“ Knowing this was the same man from last night now clad again in his hunky knightly armor was a strange aphrodisiac. Yeah, a hot look, no denying. Angela Quarles
“ She flapped her hands, anxious energy coursing through her. How can you be so calm? He got to his feet, unfolding with an easy grace. He held out a hand, his dark eyes focused solemnly on hers. Come w… Angela Quarles
“ She needed a distraction. Was that your mother? The splashing stopped. Are you going to converse while I bathe? Why not? Feels rather unseemly. She laughed, picturing him sitting there, shocked and in… Angela Quarles
“ She straightened and crossed her arms. I can’t sleep with you, she blurted.… As you please.As you please? She stepped back, the rough wood of the bench bumping her upper calf. She’d braced herself for… Angela Quarles
“ She led them to their pallets, again encircled by other pallets. She sat down, sighing at her aching muscles, and caught his gaze. You may, er, wrap your arms around me if that will make you feel I am… Angela Quarles
“ He leaned his head against the rock. Christ, when was the last time he’d seen the humor in life? And now, of all places, in an enemy camp, with a strange woman who made him burn. Burn with desire. Bur… Angela Quarles
“ His warm breath, smelling of clean spice, stroked her cheek and ear. A thrilling shiver coursed over her, the wound on her arm only a minor sting. Then his lips—those full, sensuous lips—grazed her ja… Angela Quarles
“ He grinned: he’d turned in time to witness her delicate white shoulders dip below the water’s surface. Thankfully, she quickly completed her morning’s ablutions and made a shooing motion with her hand… Angela Quarles
“ He dragged his lips up the soft skin of her neck and gently nipped her ear lobe, sipping on the soft flesh. Her hands splayed against his chest. Expecting a shove, his senses careened when her fingers… Angela Quarles
“ Here, sleep with your back against me. I shall protect you better this way. She nodded, shuffled closer, and leaned back against him. Her unique womanly scent washed over him, and he fortified his res… Angela Quarles
“ Her pinkie took matters into its own, er, pinkie, and moved oh-so-slightly, grazing his skin. His pinkie, judging by the shape and texture. Blood rushed and pounded through her veins, flushing her ski… Angela Quarles
“ His heat, his erotic pull—she could feel it. A weird, pulsing, virtual pull tugging at her skin, her nerve endings. Made her want to…touch. Made her want. The more she resisted the urge, the stronger… Angela Quarles
“ Here before you lies the memorial to St. Cefnogwr, though he is not buried here, of course. At her words, an uncanny knowing flushed through Katy and, crazy-of-crazy, transfixed her. Why? Where is he?… Angela Quarles
“ The pulse visible in the pale column of her neck vibrated faster, her intoxicating scent washed over him, and he was dizzy with lust. Even through his mail and gambeson, he could feel her womanly curv… Angela Quarles
“ He crushed her mouth in a searing, hungry kiss. A kiss that made her stomach drop away. Angela Quarles
“ The rapid pulse in her wrist vibrated against his lips. His own rhythm matching the jumps in her heartbeat. He closed his eyes, breathed in her sweet scent one last time, and looked down into her eyes… Angela Quarles
“ Her passion for these items lit her eyes. The claws for instinct and desire gripped him. Her passion for history, he had to drink it, transmute it into another kind of passion. He framed her face with… Angela Quarles
“ If only she had lived back then... experienced a real ball... not this play-acting. "Wouldn't that be amazing to truly be at this ball in 1834?" she whispered. The silver under her thumb flared with h… Angela Quarles
