She lay in Leo Rankin’s arms, her cheek pressed against his warm chest while he slept quietly, without snoring—a wonderful thing, she reflected. So, this was the dreaded morning after. As she’d told Leo at the outset, she didn’t do one-night stands—far too smart, she’d always supposed. The men sh...
Give us a sight line. And send at once for Master de Breche.” Lambert’s voice boomed through the castle forecourt, the first thing Sparrow heard as he passed between the gates. His eyes narrowed on the scene within, and his mind struggled with disbelief. A virtual sea of people lapped at the cast...
