A thief who has never been caught. A duke who has never lost his prey.
He advanced toward her, rolling his sleeves, a lock of hair falling into his face. So male, so alive, all glistening and golden. There was such a deep hammering in her chest she thought her heart might beat its way right out.
“What are you doing?”
“Sealing our deal.”
A flurry of half formed thoughts flew through her brain. “Right.” She thrust a hand toward him.
He grabbed her cold hand and pulled her toward him. His lips swept hers and the half formed thoughts scattered completely under his warmth.
He kissed her more deeply and she leaned into his heat. What would it be like to be loved by this man?
- Anne Mallory, December 2012
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