About This Book
REX BRANDON WAS EVERY WOMAN'S DREAM -- AND KNEW IT!
"Come here, Starr." Rex held out his hands to her. "I want to kiss you as I've been longing to kiss you for weeks."
"I shall do nothing of the kind!" she cried out indignantly.
"Won't you?" He laughed, and before Starr could move she was in his arms. Crushed to him so tightly that she felt the muscles of his chest against her...
"Does Stephen ever kiss you like this?" he asked as he released her.
"No, no, no..." Her voice was hoarse with fury. "Let me go. Oh, I hate you!"
"That's better." He smiled down at her crookedly. "A good lusty hatred is an excellent prelude to love."
"Come here, Starr." Rex held out his hands to her. "I want to kiss you as I've been longing to kiss you for weeks."
"I shall do nothing of the kind!" she cried out indignantly.
"Won't you?" He laughed, and before Starr could move she was in his arms. Crushed to him so tightly that she felt the muscles of his chest against her...
"Does Stephen ever kiss you like this?" he asked as he released her.
"No, no, no..." Her voice was hoarse with fury. "Let me go. Oh, I hate you!"
"That's better." He smiled down at her crookedly. "A good lusty hatred is an excellent prelude to love."