Читать книгу The Greek Bridegroom - HELEN BIANCHIN, Helen Bianchin - Страница 2
“Rebekah.” In one fluid movement Jace came close and brushed his lips to her cheek.
Оглавление“How dare you?” Rebekah’s words escaped as little more than a vehement whisper.
One dark eyebrow slanted, although his eyes held a watchful expression. “You expected formality?”
She didn’t trust herself to respond. He was in his mid-thirties, his broad chiseled facial bone structure giving hints of his Grecian ancestry, and there was an inherent quality in those dark gray, almost black eyes that took hold of her equilibrium and tore it to shreds.
No one man deserved to exude quite this degree of power…nor possess such riveting physical magnetism.
