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“Logan's sleep was much as it always was. Dark. Cold. Empty. Seemingly endless. Then, out of nowhere, a face appeared to him in the darkness. A pale, pretty face with dark eyes. She called to him in a sweet, husky voice. "Logan." Well, Logan thought. If he was going to develop the talent for dreaming, these were the kinds of dreams he could enjoy.”

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Book:When a Scot Ties the Knot

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When a Scot Ties the Knot

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Tessa Dare

Tessa Dare is a British novelist known for her romance novels. Her works are typically set in historical settings and combine humor with emotional depth, making them popular among readers. more

“We need to talk about that comment you just made. Something about how you won't attract notice?" "Yes. Well, what of it?" He put his hands on the dressing table, one on either side of her hips. His blue eyes pinned her, as surely as if she'd been a butterfly pinned to a board. "Like hell you won't attract notice," he said. "You have my notice." Maddie squirmed, trying to escape. "Really, we'll be late. We should be leaving." He didn't budge. "Not just yet." "But I thought you were in a hurry." "I have time for this." The words were a low growl that sank to her belly and simmered there. He leaned close enough that she could breathe in the scent of his clean hair and skin, along with the faint aromas of soap and starched linen. She'd never drawn a more arousing breath. "You may say you dinna want to attract notice. Well, I notice all of you." He tipped his head, letting his gaze saunter down her body. "In fact, I'm starting to fancy myself a sort of naturalist. One with verra particular interests. I'm becoming quite the expert in Madeline Eloise Gracechurch." "Logan..." "And lass, you canna stop me.”

Maddie And Logan

Book:When a Scot Ties the Knot

Source: When a Scot Ties the Knot

“Logan, please. I don't want..." Her words trailed off in a breathy sigh. He smiled a little, rubbing up and down with the pad of his thumb. "Oh, you want. You definitely want. I can feel it." He gave her inner thigh a lick. "I can taste it.”

Maddie And Logan

Book:When a Scot Ties the Knot

Source: When a Scot Ties the Knot

“He gave her hand a little squeeze, and she drew in a gasp. Color flooded her cheeks. There, that was better. To be truthful, Logan needed a moment to locate his own composure. She'd knocked the breath from him, too. He'd spent a great deal of time wondering how she looked. Too much time over the years. Of course she'd sent him sketches of every blessed mushroom, moth, and blossom in existence- but never any likenesses of herself. By the gods, she was bonny. Far prettier than her letters had led him to imagine. Also smaller, more delicate.”

Maddie And Logan

Book:When a Scot Ties the Knot

Source: When a Scot Ties the Knot