Her heart began to pound. She ran the tip of her tongue along her upper lip and inhaled deeply as her coach emerged from a break in Alpine mountain range. She approached her destiny. She'd never been surer of anything. On the opposite bench seat, an older man in a dignified gray houndstooth great...
Damn it. He really wanted to see what that chocolate body paint was all about. "Is your apartment always this busy?" he asked, unable to keep irritation from his voice. "Only since I met you," Melony muttered, scowling at the door. "Probably Frank with your things. Though that was really fast. He...
Jorge fairly shook at the thought of finally avenging his brother. With Yasmine at Jorge's side, the were-king would not only admit him into his presence, his guard would be lowered. He couldn't have planned this better if he'd tried. Jorge offered his arm to help Yasmine ...