Sunday, February 24, 2013
Sunday Snippet for Pursuing Honor:
Honor buried her nose in Hunter's shoulder and snuggled in closer. The smell of him was mesmerizing. She had always loved the fragrances he chose to wear while in the twenty-first century, but nothing could beat the scent of a freshly bathed man. She inhaled and released her breath slowly. No one had addressed her. There was no reason to disturb her bliss. His muscles moved against her like an intimate massage. She would never tire of the feel of him.