Francesca 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 FeehanI have traveled all over the world and gone to the highest peaks, and the densest jungles. The Carpathain Mountians will always be my homeland, but my home is a woman. Solange Sangria. You are home to me. Your body is my home. Your mind. Your heart and soul. It matters little to me where we are.
Christine FeehanHe rarely smoked, but once in a while, like now, when his world had been shaken, his woman nearly killed in front of his eyes, and heโd watched a house consume a man and spit him out, he figured a drag or two were appropriate.
Christine FeehanHe wanted to wake up every morning to her. Go to sleep with his body wrapped tightly around hers. He wanted her to have his childโhis children. He knew he wanted to live out the rest of his life with her by his side and when he died, he wanted to die in her arms.
Christine Feehan[Kane to Rose] I'll never forget the way you looked walking toward me. I never thought that I'd have a woman like you in my life. It's all there etched in my brain. And now, the way the light pours over our hair, the way all that silk shines, so black it's nearly blue. The world disappears when I'm holding you.
Christine Feehan