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474 pages, Paperback
First published October 31, 2007
"Danger lurked around him in an invisible shimmer, so much a part of his presence, she didn’t even think he realized it. She knew he could kill as easily as he changed his socks, and she knew he wouldn’t worry overly much about it when he was done. Survival was a matter of course to him. He was a lot like the land that way—rugged, deadly and uncompromising. Those who understood that and respected it would survive.
Those who didn’t, would die."
Caine met her gaze, letting her see the determination rolling through him. “I’ve spent my whole life kicking ass and it’ll be a cold day in hell before I change my ways when my wife’s the one hurt.”
“They’ll kill you.”
“They’re welcome to try.”
Caine looked up, pinning Tucker with his gaze. “It’s my woman he touched. My woman he hurt.
My woman he threatens, so it’ll be my hand that ends his miserable life.”
"The shudder that ran through her on her next breath lashed him raw. A fine husband he turned out to be.
"I'm not sure how much tender I have left in me, Gypsy, but I promise you, from here on out, you're going to experience it."
"Then she looked up at him and sucker-punched him with the eloquence of those big eyes. Everything she felt inside, everything left out of her remarkably composed expression, whirled in the deep blue depths - shame, anger, hope and fear..."
"Maybe I'm just a natural born whore."
The statement she wanted to sound cold and matter of fact came out high and strained. Caine cocked his head to the side. His thumb stroked the corner of her mouth.
"It's been my experience there's no such thing. Just women who've run out of options."
"She stared beyond the firelight, to the wildness beyond. It matched the wildness she felt inside. She just wanted to be free. Free of men's demands, society's scorn and the personal pain that ate like acid at her soul."