Quotes by : Rebecca Rivard

Rui bit out something raw and primitive. He raised his head and she saw his animal in his eyes, a rich,....

Time slowed. He was thinking in colors and sensations now, not words. The curve of her breast. The shimmer....

He quirked a brow. “What the hell are you playing at, anyway?”She lifted her chin. “Camouflage.”“Deus,....