“How many others will come, Ivy? How many more will appear to kiss my wife goodbye?” Crap-shit! No Midnight? She rolled her eyes. “No one else. I promise.” Carson turned his blue gaze on her, cold and menacing. “Do you… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“You haven’t fed for several days. And you refuse to drink from me…so go…and come back soon.” He shook his head, his dark eyes bleak as he gazed upon his wife. “I can’t leave you,” he whispered. “Last time I… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Tell me something, princess, if I make a liar out of you…will you forgive me?” Hex James, Hex upon Me” — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“He cupped my face between his hands. "Is it because Mac’s good looking to a fault, damned bastard or because I’m a moron, and… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“I’m asking you to give me a chance, however slim, to prove myself.” My throat tightened. “Cade…I’m not a science experiment.” “Good to know,… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Christ, Heather, I know what I look like. And you’re…” His words dropped off lifting a hand towards me and looked away. I folded… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Sweetness, what are you doing? Hank’s kind of party is rated XXX and most likely illegal somewhere in the world. I promise you don’t… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“He flipped back the covers. “Come here, I want to show you something.” She raised a brow impishly, “You still have moves I haven’t… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“You know, Shayla called dibs on you earlier. Perhaps you--” “I call dibs on you. Dance with me.” — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Do you think I would look good in leather?” His lips lifted in a half smile, “I’m sure they make a bikini top and… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Now, what would you like for dinner? Steak? Chicken? I, for one…I am thinking…Chinese.” Stunned, Jenera stopped and looked between Nylora and Aleta, “Uh…I… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Do you play cards?” Her lips tingled from the light kiss, “In theory. Why? Do you have a hankering for Old Maid?” She teased,… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“How many others will come, Ivy? How many more will appear to kiss my wife goodbye?” Crap-shit! No Midnight? She rolled her eyes. “No… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
“Easy…kelis,” he whispered, sweat beading his brow. “I want to savor this moment. And this…” Darién licked over Jenera’s lips with his tongue, planting… — Beth Mikell Copy Share Image
