Jackie Braun

“Wanting Kate was one thing. Sex was simple. Or it could be. But liking her?Enjoying spending time with her? Allowing her into his private life, as Brody had tonight, albeit at his sisters’ invitation? It would lead to nothing but trouble.”

“He ate one of my bras.”“Ah. I see. Which one?”“An underwire,” she mumbled.“The black lacey one from Victoria’s Secret?”She folded her arms. “That would be the one.”Well, no one could fault the dog’s taste, Gid thought. Thatstingy bit of lace had always looked plenty appetizing to him, too.He forced his mind back to the matter at hand.”

“For my little dog, Pip, who joined our family during the writing ofthis story. Thanks for rescuing me.”

“I have one promise I can make you, Kate.” He reached for her hair, coiled some of it around his hand, and used it to pull her toward him.“What’s that?” she whispered breathlessly. Not so cocky now.“You’re going to enjoy this.”

“When I sealed the deal on Douglass, I thought I had everything I wanted. But I was wrong. You’re everything thing I want. Everything I need.”

“Her voice was as soft and sexy as ever. Those wide-setblue eyes every bit as distrustful as they’d been during his lastencounter with her, which meant that chip on her shoulder, theone he’d tried so desperately to dislodge, remained firmly in place.”