Then the calm slipped in, soothing him like the faint brush of wings or the puff of a gentle breeze after a violent storm.
His hand slid up her arm, leaving a trail of gooseflesh in its wake, his fingers traveling slow up her shoulder and neck until they softly stroked her jawline. “I know you’re apprehensive, and I understand that.”
His voice was hypnotizing, seducing her while his thumb moved up to stroke her lower lip. “But we both know how incredible we’re going to be together,” he murmured. “You can feel it, just like I do. We don’t know how this will all end up, but we know we have right now, and we have this.” Continue reading
“I can feel the pull of it and echoes of the people and animals whose bodies nourished the soil,” she answered. “It’s hard to explain. I know it sounds creepy but it’s not. It’s…peaceful. Powerful.”
In Eight Nights At Sea, pirate captain Zephyr Jamieson finds Rina and her brother stowing away aboard his ship. They strike a mutually beneficial bargain: Safe passage for Rina and her brother in exchange for Rina warming the captain’s bed. But Rina is not what she seems – and Zeph is determined to learn all of her secrets.
In this scene, he’s just come out the victor in an unexpected battle, but took a good knock to the skull before it ended. He’s still reeling from the revelation that his demure bedmate has a touch of the magical about her . . .
“My head has me in a devil of a mood,” he apologized. “I just wish you’d told me everything from the beginning. Am I going to be surprised by anything else?”
She gave him a slightly mischievous grin. “Well, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, would it?”
He closed his eyes and smiled. “Hellion.”
She touched his cheek lightly. “I’m sorry about your head.” Continue reading