“Last Wednesday, though, he’d opened his mouth and before thinking better of it, revealed more about his interest in his new partner than he should have. Nothing like being misjudged and shot down by the man he’d lusted after for… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“I could have lost you today. My partner, my lover. Someone tried to kill you. Again. So yes, baby, for two seconds I lost… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Been here before?” “Once, on a date.” Aidan laughed, and Walker twisted, angling toward him. “Something funny?” “My first date was here,” he confessed,… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Light brown hair—short on the sides, long and wavy on top—piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones, a wide, easy smile. Ugly wasn’t a word anyone… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“He hadn’t been so well worked over since Galveston. Judging by the muted morning light outside, they had just enough time to do it… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Levering up, he stole another kiss and trailed his open mouth across Jamie’s cheek to his ear. “I need you.” Jamie” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“As a married man, though, ugly was what Aidan had told himself anytime the sinfully handsome two-time NCAA champion crossed his path. “Fine.” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“When Aidan looked into his eyes, all the blue was gone, his pupils blown wide. “I love you too.” Hearing” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Jamie licked his lips. “You are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Aidan” — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“These past months have been hard, on all of us. We lost Gabe, and we almost lost you. I don’t know how any of… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
“Jamie draped himself over his back and whispered in his ear. “You’re gorgeous like this, Irish. Skin so red I can barely see the… — Layla Reyne Copy Share Image
