По всем вопросам обращайтесь на: info@litportal.ru
(©) 2003-2024.
✖
Sent As The Viking’s Bride
Настройки чтения
Размер шрифта
Высота строк
Поля
Ragn tightened her shawl about her shoulders and kept her chin up. ‘I refuse to become a warm body in the night where there is no marriage in the offing. I refuse to play some sort of seduction game with you where I can only lose.’
‘And marriage is the only situation in which you will consider a man in your bed?’ His voice purred, making her knees go weak. ‘You are resolved to make a stand?’
Ragn hastily backed up and her cheeks became hot. In her mind she repeated the reasons why starting anything with this man would be a mistake. ‘I have my principles to keep me warm.’
He made a bow. ‘I will abide by your principles...until you change your mind.’
‘Do women often change their mind about inhabiting your bed?’
‘I’ve never notice a shortage in past.’ He gave a husky laugh. ‘Eylir claimed bed-sport is the only use I have for women.’
Ragn lifted her chin and met his dancing eyes, eyes she happily drowned in. ‘I look forward to demonstrating to you that women have a use beyond the bedchamber.’
Вы ознакомились с фрагментом книги.
Приобретайте полный текст книги у нашего партнера:
Приобретайте полный текст книги у нашего партнера:
Другие электронные книги автора Michelle Styles
Последний отзыв
книга нужная