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304 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2014
...and all I wanted was to taste him.
Art was his passion...
I'd really come here for one purpose, and one purpose only: to finally and completely get Cole August's attention - and then get him in my bed.
Then I saw him. Raw and carnal, dark and dangerous. I didn't know risk until I met him. Didn't understand danger until I looked into his eyes. Didn't comprehend passion until I felt his touch.
You're mine when I paint you, Kat. Mine to touch, mine to stroke, mine to see.
I thought I knew how to read Cole. I thought I’d seen the subtle signals that validated my own desire. The little hints and movements, the casual glances and offhand touches.
I thought I’d seen them—but I couldn’t be certain. And if I wanted an answer I had to put myself on the line.
That is why desire is a bitch.
-- Katrina Laron