The scope of it might have driven another man mad; it was to Kaleb’s advantage that he’d had his brush with madness as a child and survived. Whether or not he was sane was another question.

Don’t worry. There’s a manual – it began with information about intimate physical interaction, but now has a growing section on emotional connection and how to nurture it.

You are so perfect for me” – hot words against her lips – “I’d steal you if you weren’t already mine.

Our people would rather go honorably in a fight against evil than cower under its hand.” Raphael took a long, deep breath, his shoulders straightening and his head rising. “No one,” he vowed, “will ever subjugate those who are our own. Never will we surrender.

Pfft,” a male said. “I can kiss on a single breath for at least three minutes.” “Yeah? How about you show us?” “Or are you all words and no action?” The heavily built bear spread his arms. “Which lovely lady wants to volunteer to be the object of my lusty affections?” His gaze landed on Silver. “Ms. Mercant? I could show you – Never mind, I like my head on my neck.

When he is not broken, Raphael said, he is a shooting star caught midfall.

No one will ever hurt you again,” he whispered against her hair, the promise one he’d kill to keep. “You’re safe.

I’m worth more,” she told him, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. “Affection, respect, tenderness, I’m worth all of that, so don’t you dare come near me again until you’re ready to offer it.

Your father and Nikita. Man likes to live dangerously.” Faith.

In our terms, you are a baby and I am robbing the cradle.