“You know, we should really unbutton your pants before Mr. Happy down there gets quite so gladsome." Rider chuckled but removed his boots first, then tackled his trousers. The aptly named Mr. Happy sprang free and bobbed a greeting to… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“If you aren't in love, Willow Vaughn, then my name isn't Miriam Brigham." Willow started out of her daydreaming and glanced up from the… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Lord,it's hot in here!" she exclaimed, waving a bedraggled towel in front of her face. "Wouldn't mind a swim myself." Paying him no mind,… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“I brought you here to indulge in a little fantasy of mine," he said, spreading kisses down her slender neck. "The very first time… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Then I remembered what my brothers taught me and tried to knee his...Well, you know." "From firsthand experience," Rider replied with a nod.” — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Without thinking, she delivered a stinging slap, all her hurt and disappointment behind the impact. The imprint of her hand on his cheek shocked… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Above the rustic stone fireplace was a deer's head-but not an everyday deer's head. This mangy thing surveyed the room with a huge toothy… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“I suppose that woman is the reason you've gone all fee-male on us, ain't it?" Gavin guffawed at his father's query. "Hell,Pa, ain't you… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“He'd put his brand on her and had sealed both their fates. What they shared was rare and beautiful and one taste would never… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Listen," he said still breathing hard, "I'm sorry. I have no right to lecture you." His voice warmed with a devastating smile and his… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Then I realized I loved you. That was awful." "Awful!" "Loving you and knowing I couldn't have you was tearing me apart. Though I… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
“Well,what if you can't get to your reticule in time?" she wondered aloud. "What would you do then, stand there and scream?" "Well,there is… — Charlotte McPherren Copy Share Image
