Not only will I woo you, lass-I will win you completely, the Hawk added in the privacy of his heart.
I will be patient while I woo you-but woo you, I will."Īdrienne swallowed hard. I'd like to have you yield your trust and loyalty to me as steadfastly as you withhold it. "You're a willful woman, and I'd like to be the focus of such a willful woman's desire. He cupped her face firmly with both hands. Adrienne tossed her head, trying vainly to dislodge his finger from beneath her chin and escape his penetrating gaze. "You have a wonderful sense of humor and you laugh often, but sometimes you're melancholy." He crowded her with his body and gazed down at her with heavy, hooded eyes. "I am not!" Adrienne scowled her protest. I know you're a complex woman, full of dualities you're innocent, yet tough intelligent"-He cocked a teasing brow-"but lacking a smidge of common sense." "Oh, sweet lass, I know everything about you. If I find his body draped over yours, he will suffer the same fate." His eyes drifted meaningfully over a scrap of crimson silk stuck on the bark of tree, flapping like a dead thing in the breeze. "I will tear from you anything Adam gives you. Hawk placed a finger beneath Adrienne's chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to meet his flinty gaze. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. Despite her uncertainty about following the promptings of her own passionate heart, Adrienne's reservations were no match for Hawk's determination to keep her by his side. Not even the barriers of time and space would keep him from winning her love. She had a perfect "no" on her perfect lips for the notorious laird, but Hawk swore she would whisper his name with desire, begging for the passion he longed to ignite within her. Coerced into a marriage with Hawk, Adrienne vowed to keep him at arm's length-but his sweet seduction played havoc with her resolve. Captive in a century not her own, entirely too bold, too outspoken, she was an irresistible challenge to the sixteenth-century rogue.
No woman could refuse his touch, but no woman ever stirred his heart-until a vengeful fairy tumbled Adrienne de Simone out of modern-day Seattle and into medieval Scotland. He was known throughout the kingdom as Hawk, legendary predator of the battlefield and the boudoir. He would sell his warrior soul to possess her.
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