“Damned woman. Ever since she’d dropped into his arms last night, he’d been tied in knots. On one hand, desire gripped him. On the other, the need to turn her over his knee until she admitted it was the same… — Heather Snow Copy Share Image
“A hand clamped over Liliana’s mouth and she was jerked back against a solid chest. A sinewy arm snaked just below her clavicle, pinning… — Heather Snow Copy Share Image
“Damned woman. Ever since she’d dropped into his arms last night, he’d been tied in knots. On one hand, desire gripped him. On the… — Heather Snow Copy Share Image
“Liliana Claremont entered the cottage through the kitchen, muffling the click of the latch with her wool scarf. She had no wish to wake… — Heather Snow Copy Share Image
“She turned her head to him then. Her face was as cool as the sea off Cornwall, yet her eyes blazed purple fire. "No,… — Heather Snow Copy Share Image
