Jennifer Willison

“I don’t know how to explain this so it only seems sort of crazy and not padded-room crazy.”
― Lisa Kessler, Light of the Spirit

“Mason leaned in, his breath hot on her ear. “If the sun doesn’t set soon, I’m going to have to kiss you anyway.”

Her lips curved into a smile as she turned to him. “There will be other sunsets.”


“I like the way you think,” he whispered, his eyes searching hers.”
― Lisa Kessler, Devoted to Destiny

“Lia pulled back, moonlight dancing in her dark eyes. “If you’re trying to make me go easy on you, it won’t work.”

Cooper's teeth brushed her lower lip. “No way. Just getting an early taste of my prize.”

She grinned. “I feel like I’ve already won.”

He kissed her once more, whispering, “I know I have.”
― Lisa Kessler, Light of the Spirit

“He let go of her hand, and she got up to grab her phone. He watched her every move, cataloging the way she still favored her right ankle and the way her ass wiggled in her jeans.


A smile teased the corner of his mouth. He’d spent many hours rebuilding the theater, and the times she’d been there, he’d never noticed her hips having such a sexy sway. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she was toying with him.


She came back to him with her phone in hand. “Ready?”


Oh hell yeah, he was ready.”
― Lisa Kessler, Devoted to Destiny