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308 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 1997
"You've been drugged, slapped, tied up naked, and nearly killed, but a rose on your butt humiliates you?"
“For once, he slept first. She lay in the dark, listening to him breathe, stealing a little of his warmth as her own body cooled. Since he was asleep, she stroked his hair.
"I love you," she murmured. "I love you so much, I'm stupid about it."
With a sigh, she settled down, closed her eyes, and willed her mind to empty.
Beside her, Roarke smiled into the dark.
He never slept first.�
The abused child from the mean streets of Dublin had done what he'd needed to do to survive.