“Taller than most, he stood well over six feet, with hair so dark it appeared jet black in the fading light. Matching brows arched over dark brown eyes and his cheekbones rose high over a square jaw covered with day-old… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“Please, Wick. Don’t shut me out. Don’t send me away. I want you for my own.” Tears in her eyes, she pressed her palm… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“The stuff smelled nasty: like gasoline and dirty socks mixed with something sweet. Kind of like Buckley’s cough syrup.” — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
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“One whiff of him and her libido went first-grader on her: hand raised, butt dancing in the chair as her hormones screamed, "Pick me!… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“Something about it called to her, made her yearn for something more. Maybe it was the wildness, the unpredictability and unbridled strength of nature’s… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“Taller than most, he stood well over six feet, with hair so dark it appeared jet black in the fading light. Matching brows arched… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“Rejection was a high-flying bitch without brakes. Once it was airborne, pain followed closely behind.” — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
“Knew all about the folly of moving on a target folly of be found inWhat he’d dreamed of for years—ce, and an HE female… — Coreene Callahan Copy Share Image
