Quotes from Beverly Barton

We're getting married as soon as possible,' he said. 'Is that what you call a proposal?' 'I'm not much of a romantic, honey, but you already know that. And I won't be much of a bargain as a husband, but I have a feeling you'll whip me into shape without too much trouble. Heck, by the time we have kids, I'll probably be downright domesticated.

Ride em, cowgirl,' he said. And she did.

You'd think after seven years of riding, I'd have you broken in by now.' She licked him intimately.

Have you ever done any running or jogging?" Hawk asked. [...] "I walk," she told him. "I've never had any desire to run or jog." "Why not? Don't you like to sweat?" "As a matter of fact, I don't." She smiled. "Besides, Southern ladies never sweat. We don't even perspire." "Then what the hell do you do?" "We glow.

It's obvious Plott doesn't have any idea where he's going.

The man towered over her five-foot-four-inch frame by a good ten inches. He was big, dark and deadly-looking, with piercing ebony eyes and long, silky black hair secured in a ponytail. Dressed all in black—leather jacket, cotton shirt and jeans—he blended into the night like a prince of darkness. Rorie shuddered at the thought. Whoever or whatever this man was, he was danger personified.

He had wanted. He had needed. He had desired. And he had taken. But he had never loved.

She swung the Stetson around and around on her finger, lifted it and whirled it through the air. It landed right on target, sitting up straight over his arousal.

He had to take Plott unaware.

Thankfully, Plott hadn't taken them very far inside.

Plott's every touch, whether he was beating her or caressing her, was a form of brutalizing manipulation.

He was going to rip Plott apart, piece by piece.

Joanna nodded in agreement, not resisting, not putting up a fight of any kind.

down her bare legs. Squirming against him, she issued a weak protest. "No, Jared. Please." His sex

true to the time period. If he actually moved into

floor in a pool of blood. His eyes were open. Blood and saliva trickled from his mouth. The