Callie could tell, the way he kept fidgeting and fretting. Every so often he'd get up and pace the length of the car. And the way he cracked his knuckles made her just want to scream. At least he'd brought her food to eat on the train. Not that dry bread and cheese was any...
"Not to mention the pilot being a lot better looking than either of you." Dixie swished her tail and flicked one ear. Mort, following on a lead, snorted. To Genny it seemed as if both the horse and the mule were telling her what a fool she was. They weren't telling her any...
Then he decided he didn't care. Stell was a warm, pliant armful, willing, responsive, and as hot with desire as he was. He ground his hips against the firm curves of her buttocks, intensifying the ache in his loins, the need to bury himself deep, deep within her warmth. He...
Most of them, moved with hunched shoulders and tucked chins, shielding themselves from the icy rain. Two old men led the procession through the front door. Uncle Percival, even more enormously fat than she remembered, shambled slowly toward her. The other, ancient, tall, b...
"Mr. Kermit Sutherland," he announced, his tone indicating that the person about to enter was a bit less than a gentleman, but a trace higher than a tradesman. He stepped aside. Uncertain what to expect, I found the breath catching in my chest as Mr. Sutherland strode into...
He looked over his shoulder, as if checking to see if anyone was listening. "But you wanted to keep it out of the newspaper." There were only half a dozen other passengers today, spread out over the railcar's seats. She was sure they could speak in normal voices and no one was likely to overhear ...
If Chloe had been seen waltzing with Lord Everingham, if tomorrow's most delicious on dit was how the wayward Hazelbourne girl had compromised herself at her own come out Ball... Should she wait and see, or warn Mama and Papa of the brewing storm? Phaedra chewed her lip and did her best to ignore...
Erik pivoted on a heel and aimed the camera out across the meadow. He'd already gotten all the photos he needed, but at least the viewfinder gave him somewhere to look. His fingers were tight on the camera, as he wanted them to be on her lovely white throat. No, he wanted ...