“Declan had a dozen different moods to fit his desires. Sometimes he would be relentless; rough and damn near domineering as he pushed the boundaries in his demand to get us both to the breaking point. Other times he would… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
You know how easily and suddenly these things happen, beginning in playful teasing and ending in something a little warmer than friendship. You squeeze the slender arm which is passed through yours, you venture to take the little gloved hand,… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
