Sweetheart, all men are animals. Feed us, pet us, and use a firm hand, and we'll worship at your feet.

What would I have done if my coya had been captured or killed? My mate, Sharone. The other half of everything I am. What would I have done?

I say, when Mercury arrives, we just pretend we’re not here.” Lawe tipped back his whiskey and swallowed in a single drink. “Stay real quiet. Don’t make eye contact.” They all nodded.

You are a light that will always guide me, a whisper I'll always strain to hear.

That night we danced, I marked you as mine and I made it stick. There wasn’t a boy or a man on that lake that didn’t know who you belonged to, and the minute there was even a whiff one of them was stepping over the line, they walked funny for a week.

Your language, dear," Victoria reproved gently. "A lady never curses in public. There are much better ways to handle the delicate male ego." Keiley paused. "With a two-by-four?" she asked. Victoria's lips pursed a smile tugged at her lips. "Only as a last resort," she murmured humorously. "And never in public.

My money's on the lady," he drawled. "You don't tame a vixen, you just travel in her wake.