By Tessa Dare
"**A transitority engagement, an entire life within the making . . .**
After years of fending for herself, Kate Taylor came across friendship and reputation in Spindle Cove—but she by no means stopped longing for love. The final position she'd search for it truly is within the fingers of Corporal Thorne. The defense force commander is as stone chilly as he's brutally good-looking. but if mysterious strangers come trying to find Kate, Thorne steps ahead as her fiancé. He claims to have in simple terms Kate's security in brain. So why is there smoldering ardour in his kiss?
Long in the past, Samuel Thorne committed his existence to guarding Kate's happiness. He wishes what's most sensible for her, and he is familiar with it's no longer marriage to a guy like him. To live longer than their transitority engagement, he needs to retain his fingers off her tempting physique and lock her hot smiles out of his withered center. It's the hardest conflict of this hardened warrior's existence . . . and the 1st he turns out destined to lose.
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You laughed at all my jokes,” I always say; “nobody else in that group had any sense of humor whatsoever. ” True, but an even truer reason is because Rudy always said out loud the things I was only thinking. She had words for everything, and they fit with my inner life, meshed with my deepest feelings, as if she were me. It was as if I’d met my double. I’m her best friend, but she attracts other people for the same reason. I don’t know if it’s all the years in therapy, but Rudy has a way of saying the unsayable and making it sound normal and human.
It’s okay. You’re all right,” I told her over and over. “You’re still yourself. ” “It was awful, Rudy, it was so awful. Oh, God, and I don’t even like him! And he’ll tell everybody, all his friends, and then…” “Who cares? You’re not like that and you know it. ” “She’s confused and she’s mad at you, but she doesn’t hate you, Steph. Is she really your best friend? ” “Since sixth grade. ” She said that like I would say forty years. ” “She won’t talk to me! ” “Well, you can. You told me. ” “I can’t.
Why is it that sex in dreams never seems to really mean sex? Like the death card in the Tarot never means death. Or so they always tell you. But was my dream a dream about what I want or what I fear? Or both? I don’t know, I don’t know. But then, I never know anything. ” But I don’t think that’s it, quite. I don’t fear being wrong, I’m wrong all the time, ask Curtis. It’s that—if you pick one thing to believe, you eliminate all the others. So it’s not fair. Why choose, then? It’s better, it’s gentler not to.