“his joints protested movement, and his muscles screamed for rest. But he couldn’t sleep yet. Not until he’d taken Ana in his… — Vivienne Savage Sleep Copy Share Image
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“Also… the first time doesn’t hurt. Not the way the romance novels from Creag Morden claim it does, anyway.” “What?” As heat… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“The things he did to impress a woman. Why he wanted to impress her was what remained a mystery to him.” — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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“With their misunderstandings in the past, he looked forward to meeting her at each meal. When he lost his temper, she didn’t… — Vivienne Savage Time Copy Share Image
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“This is… it’s an astronomy tower!” she cried gleefully. “You said you would give me the stars one day and you did… — Vivienne Savage Astronomy Copy Share Image
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“Out of the oven and into the frying pan. It would be Ana’s luck to escape a would-be rapist and end up… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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“If ever there was a fetching sight to my eyes, it would be you.” A deep masculine voice pulled her away from… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“When another sob threatened to come from her lips, Sterling touched her velvety soft nose to Ana’s cheek, as if to say,… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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