Everyone wants to be adored, don’t they?
I’ve been watching him…
Because that’s what I do.
Hour after hour.
Day after painful day.
Month after tediously long month.
It has become a much-treasured pastime. A...
THE HIGHLANDER’S KISS
Something primitive erupted deep inside Conor under Laurel’s glittering gaze. His hand brushed her cheek as he pushed her wet locks behind her shoulders. His other hand stroked her arm as he looked all the while into her...