It was hard to tell if they
were bloodthirsty hellions or heroes!
WAYWARD, WILD AND WANTED
Tara’s breath caught in her throat and her fingers traced along the lean line of his cheek, lingered on the firm, bronzed jaw, then gently moved over his eyes. Clay’s hands were still at his sides as she moved closer to him.
“Bandit,” she murmured, teeth gleaming whitely against crimson lips. “You’re just like me . . . we’re both bandits in our own way . . .”