...Go somewhere else. Somewhere safer.” Anywhere else. God, please. Or he was likely to do something horribly awful, like surrender his sanity and kiss her. — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Yes, I think I like all of those images. I can see your head thrown back and that long, smooth neck exposed to me… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“She leaned down, a fraction closer, and for some reason unknown to man, he lifted his head the tiniest bit. Enough so she could… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” His lips quirked. “I nearly expired from old age, waiting to see if you would actually knock on the damn thing. My… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Trant's deep need to climb ever upward, crushing anyone in his path, the qualities, while making Trant an interesting associate at times, at others… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“How do you define difficult?” “By your presence.” She grinned fully, delighted to feel the tension dissipate. “Now you are just flattering me for… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“He slowly smiled. 'Good. We'll start with the basics.' Her mind went blank. 'Basics?' 'Of kissing. Most people aren't good at kissing right from… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
Sometimes one appears to have more freedom than one actually possesses. It is easy to see what one wishes to see. — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Yes. She got into a right state when she realized no one could read them, though. She's setting up some sort of literacy curse.… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
“Oh!” This was said brightly, as if she was happy he had noticed. “I decided I needed my own workspace, instead of constantly infringing… — Anne Mallory Copy Share Image
