He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished t — Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
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He’d stared into her eyes, dark with confusion and unwilling passion, and for one stark, horrible instant, he’d wished to be that different man. He’d wished to be worthy of her.

— Anna Campbell, Midnight's Wild Passion
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