I'm not sure why we want each other," she grumbled. "Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other." "Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite pretty." "For now, that will do." Infuriating man. Couldn't take an insult the way she intended. -Annabelle and Zacharel


Wicked Nights (ed. HQN Books, 2012) - ISBN: 9780373776986


I'm not sure why we want each other, she grumbled. Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other. Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite...

I'm not sure why we want each other, she grumbled. Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other. Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite...

I'm not sure why we want each other, she grumbled. Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other. Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite...

I'm not sure why we want each other, she grumbled. Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other. Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite...