Quotes from Mary E. Pearson

I want to pull you close and never let you go," he whispered. (pg 224)

Kaden landed on his stomach, clinging to the log as Rafe emerged from the mud below him. Rafe wiped the muck from his face and looked up. "Concede?" Kaden asked. Rafe saluted, graciously giving Kaden his due, but then smiled. "In hell.