When she awakened, Hunter was watching her with eyes like dark velvet.

"You're the last woman I'll ever make love to," he said, stroking her breast, toying with the rosy peak. She stroked his sun-streaked hair and the hard nape of his neck, loving the feel of him against her.

"Good," she whispered.

"Keep me with you, Lara. I don't want to leave you.

Author: Lisa Kleypas

When she awakened, Hunter was watching her with eyes like dark velvet.<br /><br />"You're the last woman I'll ever make love to," he said, stroking her breast, toying with the rosy peak. She stroked his sun-streaked hair and the hard nape of his neck, loving the feel of him against her.<br /><br />"Good," she whispered. <br /><br />"Keep me with you, Lara. I don't want to leave you. - Lisa Kleypas

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