Liam hardly spoke to her unless it was to tell her not to do something and glowered disapprovingly all the time.The fact that he also caused her pulse to speed up and often looked at her in a way that brought a flush to her cheeks was just another strike against him in her book. He was ridiculously handsome, of course, as were all the Ramelian warriors, but Melody had no intention of finding herself mated to one of the big oafs. Barefoot and pregnant was no joke with these guys. No, thank you.Granted, Liam was even better looking than most with dark blond hair and brooding brown eyes set in a rough-hewn face with a strong jaw and a cleft in his chin. One had to ignore the simply yummy way he always seemed to have a shadow of a beard; it was too much for a girl’s peace of mind! Of course there was no way of knowing if the man had dimples, since he never smiled. He was always seemed to be scowling at her and telling her not to do this or that. It didn’t matter how many times she told him he was a guard, not her boss; the autocratic male continued to bark orders at her continuously.Melody was happy to escape his glower for a few hours of peace.
