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352 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published February 2, 2016
In every line of his handsome face, in every angle of his body, there was the promise of adventure. Escape. Exploration.
She had taken on a glow of more than prettiness, and it had nothing to do with the limelight. No, it was a feeling welling up from within. She looked happy. Proud, maybe. All sorts of good things that made him want to look, look some more, and hope for a smile to flower over her features when she felt his gaze.
“'I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.'” So said Rosalind in As You Like It. She never expected to live out these words.
“I’m not asking anything of you, Rosalind. I know better than to ask for things I cannot have. Stating what I want is risk enough.” His arm slid over her belly, her waist, then up her ribs. Just touching; he liked to touch things. Maybe they seemed more real when he did, an anchor to the world.
When his hand settled, he sighed. “You push back every time I come close, but not so hard that I think you want to break me. Just hard enough that I think you want to see if I’ll stay.” He lifted his head to press a kiss to her temple. “I’ll stay.”