Where are we going?โ Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist. โTo the house. If theyโre not willing to be witnesses, then it seems Iโll have to debauch you in front of someone else.
Lisa KleypasI thought about the future, the oceans and continents he would cross, far away from everyone who knew and loved him. Far outside the sphere of his mothers prayers. Among the women of the future, there was one who would know his secrets and bear his children, and witness the changes the years worked on him. And it wouldnt be me. -Liberty Jones
Lisa KleypasYou know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.
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