I never knew what it was to crave a womanโs touch. Or to hunger for a womanโs kiss.โ โAnd now you do?โ she asked hesitantly. โSince I met you, Corinne Bishop, Iโve been thinking of little else.
Tina St. JohnKellanโs hand found hers, took it into his strong grasp. โThere,โ he said, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm. โIโve got you, Mouse.โ โYes, you do,โ she replied.
Tina St. JohnIโll admit it to you now, and to anyone, anytime. I need you, Elise. I love you. You are mine. My woman, my mate, my beloved. My everything.
Tina St. JohnFrom a writer's standpoint, each character and story presents its own unique challenges and delights. I'm deeply curious about all of my characters, and I love peeling away their layers to see what's underneath their skin, or secreted deep within their hearts.
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