Should she see how things played out with the man whose touch strengthened her heart and weakened her knees?

She wasn’t impressed with either his determination or the muscles rippling under his T-shirt. At all.She was also a liar. (Elaina)

He held his breath, unable to give in and yet unable to resist.

She searched his eyes, hope warring in her depths. “Kiss me.”He didn’t need to be told twice.

It no longer mattered that he had no soul. He’d found his heaven in her arms. (Garrett)

The kiss wove between gentle and frenzied, liquid and greedy, silken and primal, and he sucked every second of bliss he could from the forbidden pleasure.

This was home. This was perfection. This was everything he'd never known he wanted. (Griff)

Holy hell, did she love her a good dimple. And this one was deadly.She needed to get him to stop smiling. Now.

She took a step toward him. “You? Mr. Sexy Ass Bad Boy Extraordinaire. A virgin. And you expect me to believe that?