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The final book for this year long gift and it’s the strongest start!

"And God, Penny…” He nipped the tender skin of her inner thigh, and she released a weak whimper, a sound that had his gaze shooting to hers. “Force thoughts of your beauty aside because you have more of it than a person should be allowed, more than I’ve ever been gifted. Know that you’re more to me than the physical. I want you, all of you. And I mean, with your leave, to have you.”

*dead*

“I make you feel like you can move mountains?” Tears pricked her vision, and Penelope blinked to keep herself from crying in front of him.
Whitaker scrubbed the back of his neck, unease circling him like London’s damned mist. “You make me feel safe.”

you. make. me. feel. SAFE.
*cries*

Without comment, he held out his glass. When she took it, he shrugged from his coat in one of those masculine shows of graceless elegance that made her toes curl. She turned, presenting her back, unable to suppress her shiver when he dropped the woolen weight upon her shoulders.

this.