“He extended a hand and a sunflower materialized. Long and gorgeously yellow, it twirled in his fingers. “Peace offering.” “What happened to red roses?” She made no move to collect the flower. His eyes snagged her gaze, held it. “Roses… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
“You think you want a man who lets you be in control,” he said, his voice gravel. He shifted until he was nearer, the scent of him swirling through her head. His eyes were searching, as if teasing out the secrets of her soul. “But that’s not what you need. You need a man who puts you first. Pushes you… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share
“If I take off my clothes, this won’t last long.” “I knew your stamina was all talk.” “You Googled, huh?” The blush sizzled her… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
“A lot of people were wondering why you were there with me tonight.” “Trust me—in that dress, the only thing they were wondering was how long it’d take me to peel it off you.” Charlie smiled and wound her arms around his neck, bringing her face close to his. “Like an orange?” “That I want to devour, piece by juicy… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share
“Okay, there’d been a moment when she’d stared into his eyes, one where sound had faded and a slow heat had stolen into her… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
“He extended a hand and a sunflower materialized. Long and gorgeously yellow, it twirled in his fingers. “Peace offering.” “What happened to red roses?”… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
