“Watercress. Jesus. He knew every gun that had ever been manufactured. Every hold in every martial art. This was beyond him. What the fuck was watercress?” — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“The only way anyone will ever get to you will be over my dead body.” Julia drew in a long breath. “In that case,… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“I can count on that? That you'll get out of here? Because you look an awful lot like you're about to go cowboy again… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“The rest of what she wanted to say was lost in his mouth. A red mist rose in his head. Fast as lightning, he… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“The sound of a boot heel striking her hardwood floor. The darkness coalesced, gained an outline. A tall, broad-shouldered figure dressed in black stepped… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“She whimpered, the sound lost in Mike’s mouth. She was entirely his, completely without willpower or volition. His mouth ate at hers, his shoulders… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“They had a fabulous sex life. Drake was an attentive, tender lover who took his time in pleasing her. But every once in a while something in him changed and she caught a glimpse of the truly dangerous man he really was. She hadn’t tamed him, not one bit. He just chose to show her a tender side he said… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share
“Mike felt a tug somewhere in his chest he didn’t ever remember feeling, like someone was pulling at a hook. They were going to… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“Nick advanced slowly and she backed away. Not out of fear, but out of excitement at the heat in his eyes. She stopped when her back hit the wall and, a second later, Nick's hands slapped against the wall on either side of her head. His head moved down as her eyelids drifted closed. Her head fell back, tipped against… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share
“You will not compromise ths part of the mission before it's begun, I hope that's clear. "Or what?" Nick asked, swiveling back to him.… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“He couldn’t wait—not one second more—and entered her with one long hard thrust. He was so careful with her, always, but this time he… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“He'd called again five minutes later, timing it to the second. Because, well, hanging up and calling again right away would be a tad...obsessive.… — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
“John Huntington eyed Suzanne Barron across her very stylish desk in her very stylish office. She was stylish herself—classy,” — Lisa Marie Rice Copy Share Image
