You know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.
Lisa KleypasShe smiled at him, though her hazel-green eyes were wary beneath the brim of a sodden hat. Right at that moment, staring at her across the hall, Gideon Shaw, cynic, hedonist, drunkard, libertine, fell hopelessly in love.
Lisa KleypasIโve won his heart, but itโs like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And itโs not really marriageโnot like the marriage you have with Camโuntil heโs willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.
Lisa Kleypas