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Tricked (The Iron Druid Chronicles #4) Fangtastic! (My Sister the Vampire #2)

Fuck! he cried out, his face contorted with rage, and he grabbed my hand and twisted it hard.

Yes, my Lord. Saxton made a notation on his schedule. I think it would be best if I explained to them over the phone that there will be no avenue legally for them to accomplish their objectives. Otherwise, we will have call Stainmaster, won’t we.Wrath laughed softly. We are a good pair, you and I.

Sweet Seduction (Sweet #3)

I am complimented greatly by your praise and could not agree more wholeheartedly. Saxton bowed. I shall draft the revision to the Old Laws and enter it into my online database so that it is effective as of this evening. All will be well.That’s the last thing on our agenda, right?Yes, my Lord. He glanced at the dog. Although, George, no more with the tennis balls, okay?

Bloodfire (Blood Destiny #1)

Yeah, we’re not doing that anymore, right, big man?As the golden let out a groan, Saxton gathered his papers, got up from his desk, and bid his adieu. On the way out, he nodded at Blay, who had been on guard by the door.

I think the pair of them are beyond ready to go home, he whispered. Wrath is exhausted from worrying about his second child.

And I think we’re all scared to death anything will happen to—Tomorrow soak your foot again for ten minutes. Boodean can give you some Epson salts to take back to your cabin or you can come here. Do you have a cabin or do you bunk with the enlisted men?

We LEMs have our own quarters. I share a place with the head carpenter, the first log cabin up the creek. Come over anytime, or maybe you could do my treatments there? You know, make a house call? He says this last part with a wink and a leer that curls up one side of his handsome face. I’m shocked by the proposal and truly can’t tell if he’s flirting or serious. Knowing his type, I decide he probably treats all women this way, but this is the kind of thing people in town warned me about.That would hardly be appropriate, Mr. Cross.

The Drawing of the Dark

Sergeant . . . he says again, tying his boots.Just then someone bangs on the infirmary door. Can I come in? It’s the medic.

Yes, of course. We’re finished. Boodean enters with a basket of food from the cook, followed by Captain Wolfe.Hello, Wolfe says, removing his hat. I hate to interrupt, but I need to know if Sergeant Cross is free to work. The men are waiting at the stables, the horses all rigged and ready. He consults his wristwatch, which I note is a gold Elgin, just like my father’s.

Keep your shirt on, Wolfe. I’ll be right there. They can’t start without me, my patient growls. It’s too dangerous. I told you before, I’ll get there when I damn well can. . . . Pardon my language, ma’am.I’m not inviting you, Sergeant, I’m ordering you. It’s obvious there’s tension between the two. Sergeant Cross lurches up, steps into his boot, almost kicking the washbowl over, limps across the room, and slams out the door without another word.

Sorry, Nurse, Captain Wolfe says, looking directly at me with his green eyes.The rest of the afternoon is slow and I have a chance to read about plantar warts. The illustrations are appalling, but none so bad as the wart I just saw. Debridement is the treatment of choice, but toward the end, salicylic acid is cited as an experimental cure.

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