Navarre as described by Marissa Vasquez
Alone with Navarre, Marissa studied the man who'd become a part of her life in such an abrupt and magical way. He lay on his back, unmoving, yet still loomed so vibrant and large in the small room that he…
Alone with Navarre, Marissa studied the man who'd become a part of her life in such an abrupt and magical way. He lay on his back, unmoving, yet still loomed so vibrant and large in the small room that he…
He'd crossed his thick arms over a chest that rivaled Atlas for broadness and strength. She lifted her gaze higher. He sat with his heels propped on her bumper, knees bent and legs spreadānot extra wide, but he sure wasn't…
Alexi blinked as heat invaded the chill that had stolen through her since she'd seen the pictures of Roger. She tingled as she looked at the rugged face and chiseled chest of the man who'd just saved her from falling.…