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“Whoa! At least let me leave first!” “But then you couldn’t witness my epic state of sexiness.” Shirtless, Kino flashed another of those killer grins to double up the impact. Had she ever seen so many muscles on one torso? He carried it all so well. What's worse, he was far from a meathead, adding to the overall attraction. “I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist. Look, she's drooling.” “Am not!” Her hand flew to her mouth. “You had to check, though.”

“I suppose. They call me ‘The Sword Arm of the Prime’, but I wouldn’t put much store in such things. They also call me a whore and a murderer… and once, once I was called ugly.” He hissed it like the word could ever be true. Beauty wasn’t everything, but whoever said that to him was obviously angry at the mischievous guy for something. It was so far from the truth it was a sin.”

“- [ ] “Right, well. Cheryl from downstairs, it’s great to see your ankle is miraculously healed, but I’d like it if, in future, you wouldn’t invite my fiancé into your apartment with designs on getting him naked. He’s all too comfortable discarding his clothes, and I haven’t taught him about stranger danger yet. So if you wouldn’t mind backing the fuck off, I’d appreciate it.”

“Dragon..." Caleb snorted angrily. Lifting from the ground, he silently hovered. Why did he have to be so cool? "Can't you say anything else?" I bitched. "Not even a single apology for missing dinner!" Yes, I was pushing my luck. It's what I do. "Do it now!" He lunged, snarling in my face. His teeth were bigger than my thigh! "Or I fuck you like this!" Oh, hello—I mean, crap. Nudging me with his snout, Caleb pushed covered. Why did he have to be so cool? "Can't you say anything else?" I bitched. "Not even a single apology for missing dinner!" Yes, I was pushing my luck. It's what I do. "Do it now!" He lunged, snarling in my face. His teeth were bigger than my thigh! "Or I fuck you like this!" Oh, hello—I mean, crap.”

“Don't just stand there; comfort your wife!" Commanded by his entourage, the sleeves of his suit gripped by litle human ladies, he was presented to me. Caleb's reaction? Well, what would you expect of the fearless general? Yes, that's right, he pointed a finger at me in alarm. "Stop that!" he demanded. Boy, did that get a result. His little fandom glared in unison until his pointed finger turned to a gentle palm on my head. "Please," he murmured.”

“Beyond my final breath,” she muttered to the wailing skies remorsefully. Those four words stayed with Harper her whole life. First, they were spoken words of love from her father to her mother, like a promise of forever, a promise to last long beyond their end. Then it became a motto of affection and love to their children, and now, now she felt she had broken the promise of that love.”

“While in my presence, you will refrain from using such words. You are a woman of intelligence with a vast vocabulary. Use it. Without cursing.” “But cursing is way more fun.” She blinked innocently. The need to mess with him was a deliciously overwhelming urge almost as great as those other urges. She was annoyed at him and herself. “It’s just so fucking great!”

“On her back in the wet sand, winded and dazed, Harper stared at the animal. It stared back, watching with a soulful gaze before nudging its wet nose at her cheek. Something unknown possessed her right then, or fear left her. Rationalising was irrelevant. She wrapped the giant dog in a tight hug, astounded at his size but undeterred; he was so big that her hands couldn't meet. Blissfully warm and soothed, she naturally found his ears to scratch, and he relaxed against her hold, sighing in a way that begged the question: had he actually wanted her to hug him like a huge teddy bear?”