His hand stilled on her hair and he said, very carefully and calmly, There is never any excuse for a man to hit a woman—any woman—let alone one he professes to love. She was quiet a moment, just basking in his gentle strength.
Elizabeth Hoyt
His hand stilled on her hair and he said, very carefully and calmly, There is never any excuse for a man to hit a woman—any woman—let alone one he professes to love. She was quiet a moment, just basking in his gentle strength.