To Tempt a Sheikh (2011)
“J. Burke wrenched away from the cloaked, force-of-nature-in-man-form’s hold, panted, voice gruff and low, a tremor of panic traversing it. “Did you hit your head in the crash?”
The man bore down again without seeming to move, making the spacious cockpit of the high-end military helicopter shrink. The smile in those golden eyes that seemed to snare the dimmest rays and emit them magnified, took on a dangerous edge. The danger was more spine-shivering for being unthreatening, more…distressing, with the response it elicited.
Then the colossus drawled in that deeper-than-the-desert-night baritone. “The only hit to the head I got tonight was courtesy of those neatly trimmed, capable hands of yours.”
“Since I hit you with the intention of taking your head off, I probably dislocated something in there. Your good sense, seemingly. Maybe your whole brain.”
The man pressed closer, the freshness of his breath and the potency of his virility flooding every one of T.J.’s senses. “Oh, both my sense... and my brain are welded in place.MoreLess
The man bore down again without seeming to move, making the spacious cockpit of the high-end military helicopter shrink. The smile in those golden eyes that seemed to snare the dimmest rays and emit them magnified, took on a dangerous edge. The danger was more spine-shivering for being unthreatening, more…distressing, with the response it elicited.
Then the colossus drawled in that deeper-than-the-desert-night baritone. “The only hit to the head I got tonight was courtesy of those neatly trimmed, capable hands of yours.”
“Since I hit you with the intention of taking your head off, I probably dislocated something in there. Your good sense, seemingly. Maybe your whole brain.”
The man pressed closer, the freshness of his breath and the potency of his virility flooding every one of T.J.’s senses. “Oh, both my sense... and my brain are welded in place.MoreLess
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