Grace flattened her palm on his chest. “I’ve not been writing it correctly.” “Writing what, exactly?” “Passion. I forgot what it was,” she whispered. “I went off what I saw in movies or read, but I haven’t…experienced…it in many years.” He didn’t like thinking about other men being with her, but they were in the past. Where they would remain. “Were they no’ good lovers?” “They were all right, but without passion, it all feels…empty.” Arian tightened his arm around her before he rolled her onto her back so he could look into her face. “I’ll be happy to show you several times a day.

Grace flattened her palm on his chest. “I’ve not been writing it correctly.” “Writing what, exactly?” “Passion. I forgot what it was,” she whispered. “I went off what I saw in movies or read, but I haven’t…experienced…it in many years.” He didn’t like thinking about other men being with her, but they were in the past. Where they would remain. “Were they no’ good lovers?” “They were all right, but without passion, it all feels…empty.” Arian tightened his arm around her before he rolled her onto her back so he could look into her face. “I’ll be happy to show you several times a day.

– Donna Grant –

Dragon King

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