“My only concern is your happiness, and I think Greyden makes you happy.” “He does.” She frowned. “And oddly miserable at times.” She was pulled into a warm, sweetly scented embrace. “That’s love, dearest. Welcome to it.” — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“She knew how to play him so very well. He slipped his hand around hers. "Friends," he repeated roughly. Her smile was bright enough… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Rose barely poured herself a cup of hot, mouth-watering chocolate, when she saw Grey and Archer walking across the lawn. Archer was impeccable as… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Let’s go home,” she said. He arched his brows. “Already? I thought you would want to stay for a while.” Dark eyes flashed. “No,… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“You are very quiet,” Archer remarked as they walked together to the refreshment table. They’d just finished a game of whist and when Rose… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“So, of course Rose decided this would be a good time to discuss such matters. “I would also like to know if you know… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Grey was here.” He hadn’t known, that was obvious from the way his eyes widened. “You lie.” Rose chuckled. “I saw him. I spoke… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Does your husband dictate where you can and cannot go?” The woman looked as though she expected to be proven right. “My husband would… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“That was delightful.” Grey chuckled, flashing a lopsided grin that made his eyes sparkle like aquamarines. “You make me feel…” “Yes?” He shook his… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Oh, ho!” his brother cried, clasping him close in a fierce embrace. “Did you think you’d escape without saying hello?” Then, for Grey’s ears… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“In fact, the only people he let anywhere near him were his family and her. She wasn’t quite certain she wanted to dissect the… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“ Voluptuous? ” Grey smiled at the naughty light in her gaze. “A full subscription. Perhaps you will discover between the pages other activities… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“And if she were an honest woman, which she was known to be on occasion, she could readily admit that hearing about his escapades… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“Trust me, Mr. Maxwell.” No more Christian name familiarity for him! “Greyden Kane has never had to ‘overwhelm’ anyone.” He was overwhelming enough on… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“What is there about me that makes me the least bit desirable?” She wasn’t fishing, she truly wanted to know. Right now she didn’t… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“There’s just one thing I don’t understand,” she remarked, setting the periodical aside for a moment. “And that is?” She tucked her skirts around… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
