“Just a kiss, Kitten.” “Kitten?” No one called her that. His mouth curved. “You’re skittish, wanting my touch, but afraid. Deciding if… — Jennifer Lyon Kitten Copy Share Image
“Cyanide. On ice with a twist of lime. Or water. But I’m not budging on the lime.” Lyon, Jennifer (2013-02-22). The Proposition… — Jennifer Lyon Cyanide Copy Share Image
“I'm not nothing." His eyes that had only seconds ago glittered with barely controlled rage now warmed until she swore she could… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Darcy- "What's worse then a pissed of Chuck Norris?" Pheonix- "What?" Darcy- "A pissed off witch.” — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“What’s in the box?” Sloane glanced to her hands. Box? Oh! “Cupcakes. For you.” A flush heated her skin, but she forced… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“And, baby, I can’t put my hands on you…” he pressed his hips to her lower back, the hard ridge of his… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Just a kiss, Kitten.” “Kitten?” No one called her that. His mouth curved. “You’re skittish, wanting my touch, but afraid. Deciding if… — Jennifer Lyon Kitten Copy Share Image
