Shane found her hand, wound their fingers together. “If it’s permanent, are you sure you want to do it?”
“More permanent,” she corrected, ignoring the flutter in her chest. “You’re the one who should be asking yourself that question, Shane. Any spell cast can be broken…but you’d have to trust me to let you go if you asked.”
No hesitation. “I’d trust you with anything, Nadia.”
The way he said her name sent shivers through her. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in that soft pleasure. In the promise of a future. “All the stories say the same thing about the witch. She settled along the border, in the Outer Banks territory. We could go there, once the worst of the winter is past.”
“This station is still stocked. We could winter here, no problem, provided no one else shows up.”
“And by spring, you’ll know if extended exposure to me is likely to send you running away with your tail tucked between your legs.”
The corners of his mouth quirked up. “If traveling with you in my truck didn’t do it, nothing will.”
Nadia rolled them, until he was sprawled on his back and she could straddle his waist. Her hands dug into the pillow on either side of his head as she smiled down at him. “I was being easy on you.”
“Oh, were you?”
“Of course. But if you think you can handle me now…”
He ran his thumb over her lower lip. “I can handle you.”
She believed him. She wanted him, so she bit his thumb gently, thrilling at the way desire spilled across his features. “So handle me, Shane Sullivan.”
He smiled through his growl, even as he returned her bite by closing his teeth on the inside of her wrist. “With pleasure.”
About the Author
How do you make a Moira Rogers? Take a former forensic science and nursing student obsessed with paranormal romance and add a computer programmer with a passion for gritty urban fantasy. Toss in a dash of whimsy and a lot of caffeine, and enjoy with a side of chocolate by the light of the full moon.
By day, Bree and Donna are mild-mannered ladies who reside in the Deep South. At night, when their husbands and children are asleep, they combine forces to unleash the product of their fevered imaginations upon the page. To learn more about this romance writing, crime fighting duo, visit their webpage at http://www.moirarogers.com. (Disclaimer: crime fighting abilities may appear only in the aforementioned fevered imaginations.)
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