He stepped back from her, looking as horrified as if her head had justspun around on her shoulders. Then at the mention of Mitch's name, oneperson turned and glared at him, then another. Theidea irritated him. He put his hands around her waist and lifted her like a doll.
Megan held her breath. The taste of her was sweet. the shape, the denomination, and the legend being taken from a coinof the Tang dynasty struck eighty-eight years previously. Her strength waning, she sank down into the old white wicker rocker.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.