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“Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends…

— Kelly Creagh

“His thought processes imploded when she grabbed his ass, her nails digging in a way that set his body on fire. He loved the…

— Leah Braemel

“Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.”

— Stephen M. Irwin

“She was welcoming and perfect in his arms. He kissed her, buried his face in the sweet hollow of her neck. Her curls brushed…

— Leigh Bardugo

“When he sensed she was too far gone to pull back, he released his hold on her hair and she rested her forehead on…

— Ivory Quinn

“He crooked a finger beneath her chin and lifted until she met his gaze. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and…

— Leah Braemel

“His eyes were teary from the wind, red-rimmed and bloodshot. His nose was running and there were tears on his windblown cheeks. She”

— Alice McDermott

“His hair was especially mussed. So much so that her fingertips tingled with the need to grab and plunder the curls and let her…

— Taryn Elliott

“Turning her face away from him, she let the tears fall at last. They were carried away on the wind as if they'd never…

— Rosalie Lario

“She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that…

— Lisa Kleypas

She seemed to melt against him in her terror, and he caught her in his arms, held her fast there, felt her lashes beat…

— Edith Wharton

“He was standing so close to her, all six feet plus inches of masculine strength. So solid and safe. Her valiant protector. It seemed…

— Monica McCarty