She trusted him. Her heart knew him.And her body wanted him.

Sammi watched him walk toward her.He walked like a predator, a conqueror. A king who ruled and commanded all. He was sex and sin, decadence and sensuality.He was, simply put, spectacular.

Don't try to tell me it's because I'm scared, because the truth is the only time I'm not terrified is when I'm with you.

She lifted a shoulder casually and slowly blinked."Where do you want to be?""With you," he answered without hesitation.

I never counted on you, lass. You are strong, honorable, clever, shrewd, beautiful, and resilient. You doona ever quit, and you doona ever give up. So why give up on me?

I expected you to look... content, happy even, after your alone time with Sammi, not all mopey and depressed. You didn't screw up, did you? Don't all Kings make love perfectly?

Ettie knew the best thing to do would be to put some distance between her and Daire. Being so close to him was making her feel… all sorts of wanton, lustful things.

Someone once told me that Fate will chew you up and spit you out many times, taking you away from those you love and dumping you into places you never wanted to be. It’s up to each of us where we choose to belong.

Tell me he’s got a cute ass in Wranglers,” Gloria pleaded. “I’ve got a weakness for cowboys.” Abby grinned. “It’s not cute. His ass is magnificent.