“You’re just a figment of my imagination. A fantasy?” “Yes.” He didn’t dare move. “Then why are you still wearing clothes?” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“She imagined kisses on her neck and shoulder. Soft, light kisses; sharp, playful nips. Damn. Her imagination came in high-definition.” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“Protector and destroyer were two sides of the same coin. Who knew which one would come out in a toss-up?” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“You’re just a figment of my imagination. A fantasy?” “Yes.” He didn’t dare move. “Then why are you still wearing clothes?” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“Jack prowled around the desk, eyeing the notebook. As if, any moment, it’d transform into a dragon and bite him on the nose.” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“Soft woman and hard metal...unexpected & sexy as hell. Had she been real?” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“She jotted down the order, then forced herself to meet his gaze. "It's going to be a bit of a wait, we're short-staffed this… — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“Oh heaven and hell, stop with the tears. Given the day Sarah had just had, the tears were logical. But watching her face crumple,… — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
“Should she slam his head into the bar or toss her beer on him? Damn shame to waste good beer.” — Mina Khan Copy Share Image
