“My instincts are telling me to run. But I can't decide if I should run away from you, or into your arms.” — Remy Landon Copy Share Image
“His gaze lingered on her mouth and she shuddered. God, he was beautiful. There was something deep in his slate-colored eyes—something stirring, soulful—and Cassandra found herself wanting to know more.” — Remy Landon Copy Share Image
“My instincts are telling me to run. But I can't decide if I should run away from you, or into your arms.” — Remy Landon Copy Share Image
“His gaze lingered on her mouth and she shuddered. God, he was beautiful. There was something deep in his slate-colored eyes—something stirring, soulful—and Cassandra… — Remy Landon Copy Share Image
