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Tangled Moon: ā¦Danielle walked back inside and banged her cup on the table. She took up the sweater sheād left draped over the back of a chair and pulled it over her head. āDanielleā¦ā He sounded sorry but she was beyond caring. āDonāt call me Danielle,ā she bit. āIs your name.ā He was still pretending
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Tangled Moon: ā¦Could any man be more confusing? One moment he was ready to defy his uncle to keep her with him, the next, practically giving her to Nick. She glared at Lothar but he ignored her. She knew it didnāt help that she had no idea what she wanted, but still, he could give
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ā¦Danielle opened the door and tossed her tea untouched onto the ground. Lothar was so stupid. All these years and he still had no idea what he did to her insides. Autumn leaves were just starting to sprinkle the lawn and there was a chill in the air. Normally, she liked fall. Not so much
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Worth Fighting For England, 1192 ā¦He liked that; he wanted to see her blush some more for him, wanted to see all of her face free of the swelling and the bruisingāflushed with desire instead. Damn. What had he told Lizzy, that he had no plans to seduce Jennifer? Heād never had a noblewoman, something
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Tangled Moon: …āI thought you were my friend,ā she said, pulling uselessly. āI thought you cared enough.ā She wasnāt sure why she kept talking, other than because she had a captive audience. āYou areā¦ā Her throat closed and tears burned her eyes. āYou are everything to me, you stupid son of a bitch, and I
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Worth Fighting For: England, 1192 ā¦He hated even the thought of her knowing such things; would rather sheād been completely sheltered, as she should have been. He would have loved to have had a clean slate of her, no fear, no misunderstandings. Just their bodies, and how they could make each other feelā¦ š®Want more?
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Tangled Moon: ā¦He was silent. She finally managed to look at him. The pained expression on his faceāit was as if sheād just ripped his guts out. āLothar?ā she whispered. He took a breath, leaned toward her over the table. She sat there, frozen by him. He flipped a lock of her hair that was
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ā¦What was he going to do with Jennifer? He was going to keep her. Matthew was going to hold that stubborn, willful beauty in his arms until she softened to him; to hear her startled gasp as she came to her pleasure for the first time. To fill her until neither of them wanted to
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Worth Fighting For England, 1192 …āYou are really strange,ā Alana said. She gasped as he bit down a little harder. At last he took her by the arms and pushed her back from him. She was breathing even harder than she had during their sparring session. Her eyes were fogged over. He let go of
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