Dreagan Quotes

Please come out so I can see your face," Darcy said.tThere was a smile in Thorn's voice when he said, "I gave my jeans to Warrick. I'm no' shy, lass, but I doona want to embarrass Warrick.

How long has it been since you and your King were together?" he asked.tRhi looked away, the tears returning again. "A very long time, but not so long that I don't remember the taste of his kiss or the way he would look at me and smile."t"You'll never move on unless you let go. What you need is another lover."tShe cut him a look. "Are you applying for the position?"t"Would you take me?

Darcy was floating, soaring. Warrick's kiss was sensual, carnal. It aroused her, inflamed her. His touch was just as wickedly delightful. His hands stroked her back, her butt, holding her tight, as if he couldn't fathom releasing her. tShe never wanted the kiss to end. It was too good, too ... perfect.

I doona need my future read. I know it involves you, and that's enough for me.

Not once in her life had Darcy wanted to thumb her nose at danger and rip the clothes off a man, but she was contemplating that very thing.

Suddenly, Warrick lifted his head. Darcy struggled to open her eyes and think through the fog of desire. She gazed into his cobalt eyes, her stomach clenching at the longing she saw reflected there.t"There's a Dark at the back," he whispered.tDarcy was so frustrated that she wanted to scream. Why couldn't they have a few minutes of privacy? If it wasn't Rhi popping in, it was the Dark after her. "Tell him to go away. We're busy."tA sexy grin pulled at Warrick's lips. "Gladly.

The shadows parted and a large head took shape, looming above her.Her mouth fell open when she spied the silver scales covering the wide head of the dragon. She took in the slitted obsidian eyes that were trained on her and tried to scream, but no sound came out.The head moved farther out of the darkness to reveal a row of dark silver tendrils at the base of his skull and disappearing into the shadows. More of those same dark silver tendrils surrounded his mouth, which parted to show her rows of very sharp white teeth.She could swear he smiled, a growl rumbling through his chest.Death was staring her right in the face.And there was no escaping it.

Donna Grant Reilly