Youโre mine, Isabeau. Youโll always be mine. Make no mistake about it. Whether you choose to forgive me and give us a second chance, or you donโt, youโll be my only.
Christine FeehanFrancesca took a navy blue sheath from a hanger and held it up. "This is darling, Gabriel. Don't you love it? You're right, I think we need to concentrate on much more feminine articles of clothing." He reached around her and fingered the soft material. "Where is the rest of it?" He was very serious, his dark eyes searching her face for signs she was teasing.
Christine FeehanHe had known he wanted her, that it was for all time, but he hadnโt realized what was between them. A priceless gift, a treasure beyond his dreams. She was wrapped so tight inside of him, he knew it was more than his body and mind. More than his heart. She was entrenched in his soul. (Ryland, on Lily)
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