Del debated with himself all morning about how to get her past "the stranger he'd married" to "wife in fact." He'd decided he wouldn't give her all afternoon and evening to think about consummating their union. That would just let her work up a set of nerves until she was so jittery, she'd be abo...
Rachel was awake and watching him. "Good morning, Madam Tremayne." He gave her a lazy smile, letting his hand run from her bare shoulder to her buttocks. It rested there lightly in a possessive gesture that both charmed and slightly bothered her. She didn't need to be reminded first thing of how ...
She'd questioned him when they headed west instead of east. He'd mumbled something about new quarters. She barely heard his words now before he abruptly ducked down a narrow alley. "So long, witch." Then a new voice spoke. "Rafe Conley's little bride! This is indeed an honor. Tobias Bannister." S...