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𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴.
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥.
𝘐’𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯.
𝘈 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦.
𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦.
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵.
𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘻𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯.
𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐’𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘦’𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦.
𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴.
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“You came back,” she said in a breathy voice between sips, eyes peering up at me through her lashes. Her cheeks were flushed from the exercise, and I imagined how the rest of her body would color with the proper stimulation.
“There’s no place I’d rather be.”
“That makes one of us.”
“Come on—it’s not so bad.”
Her eyes leisurely strolled down my torso. “Not so bad today as it was yesterday.”
“It’s good to see your attitude has changed.” My lips spread wide in an amused grin. “A couple of hours ago, you were ready to slit my throat.” I knew what she was doing with her sultry flirting, and I was more than happy to play along.
“After I had time to cool down, I realized what you said was true. We did get off on the wrong foot. If you’re going to stay here with me, there’s no reason we can’t be … pleasant.” She inched around the counter, closer to where I leaned against the wall, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Your change in outlook wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with me getting you out of here, would it?” My voice was a low rumble as her hand reached up and gently ghosted down the planes of my chest.
“Of course, it does,” she admitted. “I know you’re not an idiot, but I also know being ugly to you isn’t going to improve my chances. Believe it or not, I can be rather reasonable.”
I lifted my hand to a strand of her hair that had fallen across her eyes and placed it back where it belonged, intentionally swiping my fingers across her forehead. I wanted to touch her. Needed to feel the silky softness of her skin.
“I hope you understand, it’s hard to believe someone who is well known for their tricks and manipulation.”
For a split second, hurt flashed in her unguarded expression before her confident façade was back in place. It had been so seemingly genuine, I almost believed it.
The woman was good.
“I doubt there’s anything I can say to change your opinion of me, and I understand that. What I’m asking of you is to consider that it might be possible for us to work together toward a common goal.” This time, her hands traced the width of my shoulders as if straightening nonexistent wrinkles, then slid along the contours of my arms.
The sensation of her touch aroused a surprisingly strong urge to flip our positions and press my body against hers. I wanted to cage her against the wall where I could taste and savor her. I shook away the image, knowing better than to get caught up in someone like Morgan.
“And what, pray tell, could we possibly have in common?” I asked wryly. She had my attention—I would give her that. I couldn’t fathom what might align me to her cause.
Her teeth grazed across her full bottom lip as she peered up at me.
“The cauldron not only restores life, it restores health, heals the sick and injured—it could give you back your memories,” she whispered.
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Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she's a travel junkie and loves to read when she is not lost in her own stories.
With Jill’s books, you can count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with her books, you know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Jill loves to add plenty of adversity in her stories, creating unforgettably dynamic characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.
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