Christine Feehan Quote

You cannot look at me like that, , or I am sure to go up in flames.Desari allowed her fingers to tangle in his golden mane. Thank you for thinking of my family when I could not. Her voice was a whisper of seduction, sliding over his hot skin. Just the sound of it made every muscle in his body clench.Julian made another effort to breathe. Air.It was all around him, yet he couldn't seem to drag enough into his lungs. He took her hand in his and carried it to the warmth of his mouth. We need to find a safe subject, , or I will not make it through these next few minutes.Desaris soft laughter was like music in the wind. She perched on a large tree trunk that lay across the forest floor. The breeze tugged at her long hair so that it shifted around her like a veil, one moment hiding the temptation of bare, gleaming skin, the next revealing it. A safe subject, she mused aloud. What would that be?The air slammed out of his lungs once again at the sight of her. She looked so much a part of her surroundings. Wild. Sexy. Provocative. You might try closing your shirt. His voice sounded hoarse and desperate even to his own ears.