Freedom's Price (2008)

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Genres: Fiction
Marisala said.
Liam snorted. “Are you kidding? If I let you go by yourself, God only knows how many more people you’ll bring with you when you come home.”
“Very funny.”
“I’m not kidding,” he said, but he was smiling.
Marisala tried to keep her heart from flipping. Tried and failed. Liam Bartlett’s smile had always made her heart do somersaults.
If she hadn’t known about his writing troubles, about his problems sleeping, and about his near-crippling claustrophobia, she never would have guessed he was dealing with such pressure.
He looked incredible.
He was wearing shorts and an expensive-looking muted pink polo shirt. His legs were tan and strong, and covered with crisp, gleaming blond hair. The scar he had near his left knee was noticeable, but well faded. It could well have been the result of a sports injury or a car accident—not the handiwork of an M60 submachine gun. With his tousled golden hair and the sunglasses he’d already put on, he looked utterly American—well rested, well fe
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