The collision was impending and electric, but the moment was soft and sweet: She positively glowed as she looked up at him. "What," she whispered, palming his face. Vin took a moment to memorize her features and the way she felt beneath him, seeing her not just through his eyes, but feeling her with his skin and his heart. "Hello, lovely lady...hello.
J.R. WardIn the far corner, a tenor began to sing, Zsadist's crystal-clear voice sailing up toward the warrior paintings on the ceiling far, far above them all. At first John didn't know what the song was...although if he'd been asked what his name was, he would have said Santa Claus, or Luther Vandross, or Teddy Roosevelt. Maybe even Joan Collins.
J.R. WardIt finally happened, he thought as he burrowed under his shirt and took hold of his heavy cross. All his life heโd wondered why heโd never fallen in love, and now he knew: Heโd been waiting for this moment, this woman, this time. The female is mine, he thought. - Manny
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