I’d trust him with my life… unless a decision came down to my life or his.

He was a big, bad dragon shifter, a breed of male she realized took Neanderthal to a whole new level.

Has anyone ever told you that you’re hot as a giant lizard?

Do you have a thing against knights?” “Pretty boys who run around slaying dragons to save the fair maiden?” He let the sarcasm dangle for a moment. “Nah. I’m just not one.

Nervous? He grinned. “A little. I have my virtue to consider.” She gave a little wiggle.