If You Dare

Now you're just being silly. He's a mercenary- he's not going to go about penning love letters, and really, what would he write? 'Anna...love you...grrr?'" Olivia to Annalia

She weighed no more than a feather as he lifted her, but he teased her, saying, "You weigh more than you look." "You are weaker than you look," she immediately whispered.

Olivia sat back and propped her half-boots on the table. 'So far it's working. He has to return to me because I have his sister hostage.' She briefly put her fingertips to her lips. 'Did I just say that? I mean I'm protecting the baby sister and earning his trust

Should I have held them down and poured boiling water over them until they talked? Really, I’d like your expert advice. “Of course not. You would use boiling oil.

As he slept, his heartbeat returned to slow and steady, lulling her. Before she joined him, she decided that she never wanted to sleep without that sound again.

A woman who likes her whisky,” he said while refilling her glass. “Careful that you doona steal my heart, Annalía.” “It figures that the one requirement you’d have for your woman is ‘whisky drinker.’” “Aye, but that’s only after ‘walks upright.

Perhaps Court was just an ignorant Scot, but he preferred two things in his surgeons: that they be sober, and that they have lived long enough to have practiced on others before getting to him.

Polite conversation followed rules. Topics were sequential, orderly, and flowed from one to the next like a gentle current when all those conversing were skilled.

he had to do was risk his life to keep her safe from the most vicious assassin order in Europe? And he got to kiss her, at his pleasure? He definitely had struck the better bargain.

He’d given her his word—when he was soused and under duress from needing to tup her—but still his

He’d given her his word—when he was soused and under duress from needing to tup her—but still his word.