His stare shifted back over to Qhuinn. The guy's huge body was arching into the human woman, his broad shoulders and his tight hips and his long, powerful legs guaranteeing her one hell of a ride. He...
God...this was who he loved, he thought. And always would. It was the thrust of that stubborn jaw, and the dark, slashing eyebrows, and those piercings up his ear and in his full lower lip. It was tha...
The Old Language really was beautiful, Blay thought. Staring at the symbols, for one brief, ridiculous moment he imagined his own name across Qhuinn's shoulders, carved into that smooth skin in the ma...
One thing, though, Qhuinn murmured.What?The voice that came out his throat was unlike anything he'd ever heard from himself before. If any guy breaks your heart or treats you like shit, I will bust hi...
Qhuinn wanted to say,
And it was because of their long history that he searched for something to say, something that would get them back to where they had been.All that came to him was...
Rough times. Qhuinn shrugged. And I'm not interested in saints.Really? You're in love with one, Layla chimed in.As Qhuinn glanced over at Blay, his mismatched eyes narrowed. Damn straight I am, he sai...
Blay’s head whipped around to his mate. Really? You asked my dad? Qhuinn nodded, then started to smile like a mother fucker. It’s my one and only shot. So I wanted to follow protocol.
Holy shit . . . They’d joined the war.
No Last Meal for you guys, either. Guess we have that in common. Someone bust out the pom-poms and cheer for the team. Yay.
Qhuinn would reach out and touch the bandage … and then he would let his fingers wander off the gauze and the surgical tape onto the warm, smooth skin of Blay’s stomach. Blay would be shocked, but in...
The male who'd just arrived laughed as he embraced Qhuinn. You have a way with words, cousin. I would say...trucker meets sailor crossed with a twelve-year-old.
And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was...
As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.
Blay was the closest thing to an angel Qhuinn had ever come near.
Especially as Blay’s face came to mind. So beautiful. So very, very beautiful. It seemed silly and emasculating to call the guy that, but he was. Those damn lips were the problem … nice and cushioned...
And what do you know, John's hands flew through the positionsof ASL in various l-got-this combinations.Is he deaf the guy behind the cash register asked in a stagewhisper. As if someone using American...
In the Old Language, she hissed, If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you unti...
Qhuinn stopped breathing, focusing everything he had on the male who had been his best friend and his never-been lover… and the ever-after that was never going to happen.Even after all the things that...
I'd better go, he said, without leaving.That one eye, the blue one, just kept staring up at him. Bloodshot, with a cut across the brow above it, the thing shouldn’t have been able to focus. But it was...
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