The minute I’m in a little pain … your rough, tough, scary bad boy image totally falls apart.
Just like the movements in a symphony, the rain sent vibrations through his body, painting the world in a physical map of mountains, valleys and high peaks dropping into deep ravines. The physical structures were all created by sound itself, and the colors were intense and vivid-substance created by sound, by feeling.
I should have known you’d side with them. It’s some sort of of male bonding thing to think women aren’t capable of running their own lives.”
He nuzzled the top of her head with his chin. “It’s ego and sheer desperation. We have to keep you thinking we’re the superior species.”
“News flash, Jack – no women on the face of earth believes that anymore.”
He trailed kisses down her cheek. “But men don’t know women know that. We still live in our fantasy world, so don’t muck it up for us.
Jesse, we can’t do this.
What? What’s so funny? Some idiot tried to put a stake through your heart, and he didn’t even hit the darn thing!”
For which I am grateful. And I am even more grateful that you rescued me. I did not like being imprisoned and in such pain.
Mikhail stretched out on the bed, his head in her lap. “You are going to turn my well-ordered world upside down, are you not?
Your leader has found his lifemate, Dayan,
Well, put that lovely treasure back in your pants and calm down.
Gregori was the one who came up with the idea about human psychic women, and I’m certain he’s right. You and your mother support his theory. He also thinks there’s something in the Carpathian woman’s chemistry that makes it nearly impossible for the female chromosome to beat out the male.
As Byron shouldered his way inside behind her, she gave him a friendly smile and stood on her toes to brush his chin with a kiss. Mikhail stiffened, then immediately wrapped a possessive arm around her waist. “Carpathian women do not do that kind of thing,