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“You couldn't possibly." "I can, and I will." Heavens. His dark, intense stare nailed her slippers to the gravel path. Her heart pounded in her chest. And then he spoke the gruff, possessive words Penny had started to doubt she'd ever hear. "I need you, Lady Penelope Campion. I'm not letting you go.”

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Book:The Wallflower Wager

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The Wallflower Wager

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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

“There now. Better?" He gave a reluctant nod. "Can you move your arm in all directions?" He rolled his shoulder to prove it. "Yes." "What about your grip?" "My grip is strong." "Perhaps I should wrap the arm in a sling." "I don't need a sling." "Wait here. I'll dash upstairs to fetch some linen and-" "For the love of God, woman. My shoulder is fine." He took her by the waist and lifted her straight off the floor, until they were eye to eye. "There. Believe me now?" She nodded, wide-eyed. "Good." In his hands, she was delicate, breakable. Her hair was a golden treasure he should never, ever touch. And oh, how he hungered for those soft, pink lips. The familiar voice echoed in his ears. Don't touch, boy. She's not for the likes of you. Put. Her. Down. But before Gabe could lower those beribboned pink slippers to the floor, she captured his sooty, sweaty face in her hands- And kissed him on the lips.”

Penelope And Gabriel

Book:The Wallflower Wager

Source: The Wallflower Wager

“She crept toward him, padding noiselessly over the carpet, step by silent step. And as she came, sweet words fell from her lips like drops of raw honey. "That's it, darling," she murmured. The fine hairs on the back of his neck lifted. "Stay... right... there." The hairs on his arms lifted, too. "Yes," she breathed. "Just like that." Now she had the hairs on his calves involved. Damn it, he had too many hairs. By the end of this they would all be standing at attention. Along with other parts of him. "Don't stir," she said. He couldn't speak for the parrot, but Gabe was doing some stirring. One part of him had a mind of its own, especially when it came to beautiful women in translucent chemises. He hadn't lain with a woman in some time, but his body hadn't forgotten how. He couldn't help himself. He stole a glance at her face. Just a half-second's view. Not long enough to pore over every detail of her features. In fact, he didn't get any further than her lips. Lips as lush as petals, painted in soft, tender pink. She was so close now. Near enough that when he breathed, he inhaled a lungful of her scent. She smelled delicious. A faint hunger rose in his chest.”

Feminine Beauty Sexual Desire Penelope And Gabriel Penelope Campion Gabriel Duke

Book:The Wallflower Wager

Source: The Wallflower Wager

“She looked different this morning. Different, but no less pretty. The spring sunshine lent her fair hair a golden sheen, and a simple frock skimmed the contours of her tempting, graceful curves. Even from here, he could see her smile. Lovely as she might be, she wasn't Gabe's usual sort. He wanted nothing to do with delicate, pampered misses possessing no knowledge of the world beyond Mayfair. They were painted china on a high shelf, and he was the bull charging through the shop. All the more worrisome, then, that Lady Penelope was working her way under his skin.”

Penelope And Gabriel Penelope Campion Gabriel Duke

Book:The Wallflower Wager

Source: The Wallflower Wager