Slowly his resistance ebbed. She felt the change in his body, the relaxing of tension, his shoulders curving around her as if he could draw her into himself. Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to...
Who should I send for now?Using the last of his strength, Sebastian managed to drag her hand up to his mouth. You, he whispered, holding her fingers to his lips. Just you.
Damn it. I don't know how to be a husband, or father. But since your standards in both areas seem to be relatively low, I may have half a chance at pleasing you.
Westcliff thinks that St. Vincent is in love with you.Evie choked a little and didn’t dare look up from her tea. Wh-why does he think that?He’s known St. Vincent from childhood, and can read him fairl...
I was desperate. That wasn’t the entire reason. His low voice sounded like a purr. You also had a taste for the devil. I didn’t! I don’t! You enjoyed cornering me, an infamous rake, in my own home wit...
My love is upon you.