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“The world is dark and quiet, except for the soft rustling of leaves and the cry of a a wolf in the distance.”

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“Here, honey," he said quietly, handing her the panties he'd untangled from her dress. "I'll be good, but it might not be a bad idea to put these back on.”

Book:Little Conversations

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“He wanted her. Sweet Jesus, he wanted her. But he had realized in that very moment that he wanted her whole even more.”

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“Where’s Melanie, asshole? Does she know you’re up here?” Jake’s expression flitted between anger at Ronin’s crude address and fear of the bigger man’s obvious anger with him. “She’s in the backyard, with some friends.” Ronin’s jaw clenched. “I suggest you go find your girlfriend, then.” “Devin’s in there. She’s upset,” Jake said without thinking. “I know that, fucker. Why the hell do you think that is? GET. THE. FUCK. AWAY.”

Book:Little Conversations

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“Jesus, honey," he muttered. "How can I say no to you?”

Devin Ronin Little Conversations

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“Ronin had tried desperately to be smart about it all. He really, really tried. He knew she was absolutely plowed. He knew she would probably hate him in the morning. He knew with every fiber of his should that giving into the passion she evoked was a bad idea. But good God, he wanted her.”

Book:Little Conversations

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“At that moment, Ronin stepped back into the living room, clothed, thank God. Well, mostly. Kneeling on the floor before him, Devin watched him fascinated as he fastened the buttons of his plaid flannel shirt, thankfully covering that fucking beautiful chest. He left the top two buttons at his neck open. Frozen, she stared as his hands slipped down to tuck the shirt into his jeans before he fastened the fly and buckled his belt. Her fingers itched as she imagined the warmth and hardness of his hips, the deep contour of muscle low on his stomach. Ooooohhhhh!”

Devin Ronin Little Conversations

Book:Little Conversations

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“His hand grazed her inner thigh as he shifted the manual transmission into reverse, and this lightest of touches sent a shiver through Devin. “Cold?” he asked, backing the pickup away from the trees to turn around. “You can turn on the heat if you’d like.” Devin shook her head. “I’m fine,” she said in a quiet, breathy voice that she couldn’t quite control. The tone caught Ronin’s attention, and he gave her a long look before shifting back into first gear. Again, his fingertips grazed her soft skin, and her breath caught again. Ronin’s eyes fell shut for a moment. “Damn, honey,” he whispered.”

Book:Little Conversations

Source: Little Conversations

“...he softly touched his lips to hers. Sweetly. Innocently. “Ronin,” she drew in a short, stilted breath. The ache in her body was reaching a tortuous level. “I know. I’m sorry.” Ronin studied her closely before he softly said, “Had to.”

Book:Little Conversations

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“All her focus was on the burning want Ronin was evoking in her as he pressed her back up against a pine. The rough bark sharply poked its way through her light jacket, digging into her skin, and the odd pain pushed her to increase the force of her kiss as she clawed at his back. His grip on her ass tightened, and Ronin groaned down her throat.”

Book:Little Conversations

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“You will survive your terror, and come out grand, simply grand.”

Hope Grand Anne Sexton

Author:Anne Sexton, from a letter to Claire S. Degener featured in A Self-Portrait in Letters