by Dorien Kelly
“So you agree to sell it to the State?” she asked slipping the armbands off, then dipping down to kiss him.
“All but the necklace, which we’ll hide again,” he said. “We can’t have a legend die, now can we?”
Vi slipped off the gorget and handed it to Liam, who turned it over once in his hands, then set it gently on the nightstand.
“Now come down where I can kiss you, Violet, my love.”
Lord, but he was all smooth sex and persuasion.
“With pleasure,” she replied.
And as he kissed her, Vi Kilbride not only fancied herself a fine collector of men, she was thrilled to have kept her very first and best one of all.
Table of Contents
Cover
“Have you thought of me, Vi?”
Praise
Also by Dorien Kelly
Title Page
Copyright
Acknowledgments
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
