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Heath wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life making sure their story would always be filled with the most perfect love. “Promise me something, my love…” “Anything you want!” “Promise me that you’ll burn that awful book the minute we get home.” “Book?” “Yes, Heath. Book.” A single eyebrow arched high, and Rowena stared at him with a knowing gleam. “‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’.” He cringed. “If you want… but why?” “Because we don’t need it, my darling. We never did.” Rowena smiled at him wholeheartedly.

“How dare you? I suppose you think it would be fun, teaching a virgin what to do? Your surfy mates would just love it. I can see you now, telling them all about the little English, sorry, Pommy Virgin, you screwed. Tight-assed little spinster, but the great Brett Matthews won her over!’ Her eyes filled with tears and she turned to look away. Angrily, Brett leapt off his seat and grabbed her hands roughly. His eyes flashed cold and hard as steel. He turned her to face him and she felt suddenly terrified of the expression she saw on his face. ‘How dare you, you stupid woman! Don’t you recognize the truth when it stares you im the face? You’re hanging on to some soap opera idea of romance. You

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At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

His hand went to her shirt buttons and he opened them one by one, his eyes holding her gaze, in a hypnotic stare. Serenity's whole body was burning with a passionate longing to be touched, to be made love to. She felt a dull throbbing deep within her only for Alexander's touch. The shirt fell off and her creamy large brea*ts were exposed, clad in a baby pink lacy b*a that could hardly contain them. Alexander's breath hitched as he touched them through the lacy material. Serenity closed her eyes. She was already twenty-four, yet no one had ever touched her. She never could accept anyone else after Alexander left. She was lost in his touch. His hand went behind her and unclasped her b*a, lett

The anticipation was going to kill me. JAMESON I found her exactly where I expected—sprawled on the bed, her nose buried in a book. I recognized the cover immediately. Shirtless man. Woman in a torn dress. Dramatic font. Romance novel. I grinned and crossed the room, settling onto the bed beside her. "Getting ideas for when we're both healed?" Her head snapped up, and her face went bright red. "Jameson—" I snatched the book from her hand easily, holding it up to read the title. "The Duke's Dangerous Liaison. Sounds promising."

And Richard O'Reilly had been on the pitch for eighty minutes and walked off with the win and with enough of my attention that I was here at six in the morning with his face pinned to my wall like some kind of target I hadn't figured out how to hit yet. The anger came up slow and total. The kind that didn't spike and drop. The kind that filled everything evenly until there was no room left for anything else. I thought about the whisper. Keep up, golden boy. The weight of him over me in that ruck. The deliberate way he had looked at me before the kiss, like he was making sure I understood who it was aimed at. I picked up the letter opener from my desk. It was solid in my hand, blunt along the

She exhales a heavy breath, "I cannot tell you how sorry I am. I spent so much time anxious about making this house a place you were comfortable in before you got here and then I threw it all out the window the next day.” “you didn’t… really. I'm sorry if I seemed upset or—I was, but not with you. Of course not. I'm so grateful to be here and for everything you’ve done already” he offers a shy smile when she lets go. Though her hands still squeeze his elbows. “and I enjoyed helping you plant.” She shakes her head and drops her hands, “you are too sweet for words. It's okay to tell me that you were uncomfortable. I would feel the exact same way in your shoes, if I didn’t know that there was n

He kissed her passionately as he brought his hands up to cup and fondle her wonderful breasts. A wave of pleasant nostalgia washed over Cassandra as remembrances of making passionate, unhurried love with her late husband flooded her brain. Her closed eyes became wet as she returned Bobby's kiss and enjoyed the feel of his big hands gently massaging her tits and the crush of his erection against her mound as he moved his hips in tiny humps. He couldn't know it, of course, but it was exactly the way that lovemaking began with her and Charlie. It made her feel warm and wonderful and loved. She hoped that Melissa was going to wait a good long time before she interrupted them with her "accidental

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."