“Not knowing what to make of it, he admired her longer. The fact that she’d chosen his bed couldn’t be a coincidence, so he threw caution to the wind and crawled in beneath the blankets. Her hair smelled like lilacs,… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Ramsay settled down beside her again, only this time he tugged her close and wrapped his arms around her. She snuggled into his warmth, too cold and tired to resist. Content to rest her cheek against his chest and hear… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
