You are dee-lish-us. Like sunshine, eh?"
Unnerved by the gleam that had stolen into his eyes, Loretta caught hold of his hand to disentangle it from her hair. Just because there were no scalps in his lodge didn't mean he was above taking one if the mood struck. "Only things you can are delicious."
The moment the words passed her lips, she recalled how he had nibbled at her neck. Heat crept up her nape. As if he guessed her thoughts, his gaze dropped to her throat. She found herself longing for her homespun dress with its mutton sleeves and high neckline.
Mischief danced in his eyes. Or was it a trick of the light? "This Comanche is not a Tonkowa, a People Eater.
Unnerved by the gleam that had stolen into his eyes, Loretta caught hold of his hand to disentangle it from her hair. Just because there were no scalps in his lodge didn't mean he was above taking one if the mood struck. "Only things you can are delicious."
The moment the words passed her lips, she recalled how he had nibbled at her neck. Heat crept up her nape. As if he guessed her thoughts, his gaze dropped to her throat. She found herself longing for her homespun dress with its mutton sleeves and high neckline.
Mischief danced in his eyes. Or was it a trick of the light? "This Comanche is not a Tonkowa, a People Eater.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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