Gone was the passionate man who’d enticed her to lose herself in him. His kiss still tingled on her lips, his addictive taste of cinnamon and cloves still on her tongue. Why had he stopped? Had he found her so lacking he couldn’t stand another moment touching her? &n...
With single minded purpose he barged into Marcus and Tamara’s suite of rooms, not bothering to knock. Strung too tight to bother with social niceties. He’d spent all night and the better part of the day looking for any trace of Cody. And found nothing. No trace, not even a small blip on the radar...
His emotions a seething vortex of desire, guilt soon followed then frustration and back again to desire. It was enough to make a man go insane. He stopped in the empty hallway and raked his fingers through his hair in agitation. Juliet stopped one tawny brow raised in question. “I owe you an apol...
Frustration nipped at her, making her temper boil up to the surface. The oppressive heat only added to her bad mood. She and Cody had spent hours trying to find Marcus’s home and had come up empty. It was like the man had vanished into thin air. They had spent hours retracing her escape from...
No, she frowned at the color and blinked several times, recognition seeping through her sluggish brain at the speed of a turtle. A ceiling, she decided. A very unfamiliar ceiling. Where in the hell was she and how did she get here, wherever here was? A white cloud moved into her range of vision, ...
It had been a week and nothing. Every day at dusk, they would leave her apartment and relieve the day crew at The Asp, going about their day as if nothing had occurred and the threat against her life had never happened. A fucking week! Taking his po...