“They shall never believe that a young lord of Siena would march directly into their camp." "And if they do?" He gave me another small smile. "Then my beloved lady shall have to come and rescue me." "Us," Luca corrected… — Lisa Tawn Bergren Copy Share Image
“Are you okay, Maggie?” Logan asked, rousing me out of my mind-numbing speculations. Heaving a big sigh, I turned to him and said, “I guess so.” “Are you still worried about visiting your mother?” he asked softly. Nodding, I said,… — Sharon Ricklin Jones Copy Share Image
