He caught her, and he held her, and he let her cry, and cry, and cry, and he let her use his sheets to wipe her eyes, and her nose, and God knows what, because he had plenty of clean sheets, and he only had one Kat.
She’d never known a man whose initial move was to undress the woman he wanted.
You can’t possibly be afraid of trees.
Excuse me,” she said, her voice tight. “But if I’d known there was going to be a firearms examination at the end of the kidnapping, by God, I would have studied for it!
Remembered pain tightened his mouth into a grim line. The weeks he’d spent looking for her had left permanent scars on his heart.
I believe in love at first sight, and I believe that’s what we’ve got going here. I was willing to die for you. I’m sure as hell not going to pass up a chance to live with you.