“If only he weren’t so infuriating and so solicitous, all at once. One or the other, she knew how to resist, but insolence and charm made a potent brew indeed. The way he’d soothed her concern with rough fingers, even… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“How would the letters have enough strength to fall off my fingers? How could my words caress the paper with tears of ink spilling off my pen?” — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
