“If there was one thing a former sniper could do well, it was wait. Patiently. Quietly. Without a sound. Barely a movement. Just him, a quiet mind and his breath.” — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“Warm, aquamarine eyes stared into him—providing a lifeline to shore. And he wondered if she was really the one who needed saving . . .” — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“If there was a moment a person could choose to fall in love, that would have been mine.. with him.” — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“He grimaced and went after her. “I’m not a trainer. Just spent a lot of time working out.” “Misspent youth, clearly.” She held the… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“He clamped his eyes shut and waited for the pang of something he could no longer name to subside; it plucked at steel threads… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“Light flashed in her eyes. In fact, it clung to her—flaring around her skin, her hair, her whole body. It was a trick of… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“Callan sucked in a breath. As a sniper, he’d been trained by the Marines to know and recognize moments. Moments when all the training—his… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“I can’t do more than this. Don’t ask me. If you ask, I’ll try and I’ll fail. You’ll end up hating me. And I’d… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
“Warmth radiated from her skin in waves. Her pulse beneath his fingertips. The telltale flutter in her neck. Life. It mattered, was precious. And… — J. Rose Black Copy Share Image
