“I’m sorry about . . . Well, about what happened in my office.”
Her eyes flew open and she stared up at the stars. Her face grew hotter. Not with embarrassment, as he would probably assume, but with anger. How dare he take her one good memory and taint it with an apology. Now she felt cheap, when before she felt wanted and cherished and treasured.
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From The Notorious Lady Anne (release date 2/11/2013)
He was insufferable, dictatorial, sometimes rude, with a sense of entitlement that being a prisoner would never banish.
He had dark blue eyes that saw too much and well-formed lips too quick to offend.
And yet, she was drawn to this irresistible, irritating, irrational man who willingly left his warm bed to help her tend a man he believed was already condemned to a watery grave.
Her head jerked up and she quickly wiped the tears from her face.
Another one from Deception:
Kate opened her eyes to find Luke lying on the other bed, his head propped on one hand, staring at her.
For a moment, in her sleep-addled mind, time seemed to stand still, then rush backward toward happier, more carefree times. To a place where life had been about as perfect as she could have imagined.
What happened to the man she’d fallen in love with? The guy who’d laughed and loved with her? The man she had known would have never killed someone, then run, stealing a car in the process.
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“Go inside, Madelaine. Before I change my mind.”
“Change your mind about what?”
“About taking you back to my place and making long, slow love to you.”
He waited, breath held, hoping she’d take him up on the offer. To his great disappointment, she unlocked the door to the building and stepped through, closing it
firmly behind her.
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From Wherever You Are, which released in paperback this week. Enjoy! And click here for other Sunday Sixes.
“I didn’t set fire to your ship.”
His head tilted, the thoughtful expression deepening. “Didn’t you?”
She shook her head, unable to tear her gaze from his. That whole sense of the unreal descended on her, numbing her. More seconds passed–seconds in which the large man stared at her with eyes that seemed to pick at her thoughts.
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“You may never return to police work, Mr. Juran. I’m sorry.”
Alex closed his eyes. Oh, yeah, there were different kinds of pain, and his had just taken a whole new turn.
He opened his eyes and stared at the happy-face balloons and the banners on the flower arrangements demanding he “get well soon”.
In one day, he lost his wife, his career. His life.
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