“Are you willing?" Through the shadows, he found her gleaming eyes, her slightly curved mouth. "No, it's too reckless. Too irresponsible." "You're sounding like a father. Or a constable, Constable." "I'm both, Miss Connor." He watched her lips tilt and… — Tracy Sumner Copy Share Image
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“Yes. Kissing. Overrated." "I could change your mind," Zach said, surprising the hell out of them both. Why would he take something as simple… — Tracy Sumner Copy Share Image
“Watching him, his hands buried in his pockets—to keep from circling her neck she supposed—she couldn't help but marvel at the curious mix of… — Tracy Sumner Copy Share Image
“Are you willing?" Through the shadows, he found her gleaming eyes, her slightly curved mouth. "No, it's too reckless. Too irresponsible." "You're sounding like… — Tracy Sumner Copy Share Image
