“Canada is lovely," she breathed against his lips. "And you are lovely." His laughter ghosted into her mouth. "That's my line, Lyd. You are supposed to think me handsome” JamesLydiaMeredith Duran Book:Bound by Your Touch Source: Bound by Your Touch
“It means that you are my freedom, love." "Yes," she whispered. That was it exactly. "And you are mine.” JamesLydiaMeredith Duran Book:Bound by Your Touch Source: Bound by Your Touch
“His hand still rested on her breast, but his fingers had stilled. The touch that had been so agitating now felt comforting. As though he soothed her by it.” JamesLydiaMeredith Duran Book:Bound by Your Touch Source: Bound by Your Touch