“When she first realized he was there watching her, she couldn't believe it was happening. There she was, bare as an egg,… — Connie Mason Copy Share Image
“She smelled faintly of heather and evergreen boughs. Scent was an extravagance. He wondered where she dabbed the fragrant oil. The thin… — Connie Mason Copy Share Image
“He gazed into her eyes. There were little flecks of gold ringing her pupils. Now that she wasn’t running from him or… — Connie Mason Copy Share Image
“She looked up at him, her eyes enormous. He noticed they were hazel, the sort that picked up whatever hue was near.… — Connie Mason Copy Share Image
