For long moments they clung to one another, only their heavy breathing filling the quiet. Gradually the mist cleared from Brenna’s sight, and she gazed into the summer-sky blue of her husband’s eyes. Eternity stared back at her. There was no world beyond their world, no time that did not belong to them
Cynthia WicklundMots clés evan brenna cynthia-wicklund lord-of-always
Brenna was fixing some kind of a small computronic device when he found her in her quarters. “Judd,” she said, putting down her tools. “You can’t be here. The dissonance—”
He interrupted her panicked words. “I need to ask you something important.”
“What could be more important than your life?” She sounded close to tears.
“Your life. If you die, I don’t know if I’d stay sane.” A simple truth.
Mots clés brenna psy-changeling jud
Oh my God, I can't believe I actually said that out aloud".
Neither could he. The fact that she saw him as so sexually appealing was enough of a surprise to render him speechless. He was numb. Even the dissonance cut off - likely reading his reaction as one of complete unemotionality.
The most important thing I came to tell you is that I want your oath that you will keep an open mind...about everything that may seem impossible.
P.C. CastMots clés romance novel ya p-c-cast brenna partholon brighid cu
I need you," he said to her, this woman who'd fought for her own right to live her life free of limits, "to build me some remote detonation devices."
Amazing brown eyes shot with blue peering into his as she pressed her nose to his. "You always say the most romantic things.
I made lasagna for dinner," Tamsyn called out. "That work for you?"
He continued to look at her, as if he'd drink her up with his eyes. "Anything is fine."
"Maybe I shouldn't waste my lasagna on you, then." Tamsyn grabbed a container from the cooling unit. "How about some cardboard instead?"
Brenna found herself amused in spite of the blood that continued to scent the air and the taut expectation that stretched between her and Judd. Lips twitching, she waited for his response.
"Cardboard has no nutritional value." Utterly toneless. "Lasagna would be a better choice.
Mots clés cardboard judd brenna lasagna tamsyn
Drew told me to never, ever talk to him about sex. As far as he‘s concerned, I‘ll be a virgin until I‘m a hundred, same as Brenna.
Nalini SinghMots clés drew sienna brenna hawke
Then I almost pity Judd.” Leaning in, she whispered, “Make him uncomfortable. Don’t take no for an answer. Push. Push him until he loses control. Remember, fire melts ice.”
Brenna looked into those eerie night-sky eyes as Faith drew back. “Could be a dangerous game.”
“You don’t seem to be the kind of woman content with safe and easy.”
“No.” She also wasn’t the kind of woman who gave up at the first obstacle. Judd might be categorically Psy, but she was a SnowDancer.
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