Ties of Desire
"I spent three years trying to tear your empire down, Galen. Do you really think I’m going to walk away now that I finally own half of it?"
Galen let out a low, victorious laugh, his hand sliding up to cup the back of her neck as he pulled her in.
"Good," he whispered against her lips. "Because I've got a lot of remodeling to do. And I need my best designer on the job."
She smiled against his mouth, her arms sliding around his neck as she pulled him down into a deep, fierce, unhurried kiss that tasted like the sweet, hard-won victory of two paper tigers who had finally burned the cage down.