She used to be so frightened when they were young. Like a pale little ghost, slipping into the shadows, hiding from their vicious elders, trying not to be noticed.He'd saved her once. Swept her away l...
When next Eve woke, the sun was shining through the windows. She blinked and realized a large male arm was thrown across her stomach, pinning her in place.Oddly, she didn't panic.Instead she gingerly...
Then he began plucking the pins from her hair, carefully, without touching her anywhere else, and Eve began to wonder if 'hair' could possibly be erotic.She found herself holding her breath, listening...
I haven't room in my life for anything else.Or any'one' else? She tilted her head, studying him. That sounds... rather lonely.One corner of his mouth kicked up, his green eyes suddenly amused. Not as...
Tell me, Mr. Harte, do you ever give up?Never. His green eyes narrowed as his mouth firmed. He looked very much as he had when he'd struck Mr. Sherwood: savage, uncompromising, a force to be reckoned...
But I do admire your perseverance.She rounded his table and gracefully sat at her desk, apparently unaware that he'd stopped dead, staring at her.You do?She was feeding the dove, which for some reason...