Saturday, October 1, 2016

When a Laird Finds a Lass by Lecia Cornwall




I loved Malcolm he was an honorable man, “don’t you see? If you’re wed to someone else, what would he think, how would he feel if he knew I— we—” He swallowed , scowled. “If you were mine—I’d kill any man who touched you, Ronat. I wouldn’t share you.” I liked this book, I loved Malcolm.

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