Christine Feehan Quote
She couldn’t help herself; she reached up to trace that incredible smile with the pad of her finger. Who had a mouth like that? Who had such white, perfect teeth and such beautiful eyes? You should be pretty with all those lashes, she murmured, still not certain if she was dreaming. But your face is a little too rugged to be feminine.He caught her fingers and bit gently on them. I’m thankful for that, at least.
Christine Feehan
She couldn’t help herself; she reached up to trace that incredible smile with the pad of her finger. Who had a mouth like that? Who had such white, perfect teeth and such beautiful eyes? You should be pretty with all those lashes, she murmured, still not certain if she was dreaming. But your face is a little too rugged to be feminine.He caught her fingers and bit gently on them. I’m thankful for that, at least.