Dedication: For librarians and booksellers everywhere, who gather books and build shelters for tender souls.
Tessa DareSo thereโs an . . . an etiquette to raking. Some seducerโs code of honor. Is this what youโre telling me?
Tessa DareIโll be damned,โ he muttered.โMost likely.โ She folded the blanket with efficient snaps. โAnd I may be joining you, after what we just did.
Tessa DareHe kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn't have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.
Tessa Dare