This is my social face,โ he said lightly. โDonโt confuse it with the animal beneath.
Elizabeth HoytAll her life she'd been warned that men were slaves to their desires, that they held their impulses in barely controlled check. A woman--a lady--must be very, very careful of her actions so she did not put spark to the gunpowder that was a man's libido.
Elizabeth HoytEach time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed when she bled.
Elizabeth HoytExcuse me, but I believe you have my lady,โ one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down Georgeโs spine. Harry.
Elizabeth Hoyt