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Taste of the South

General Jett Ransin was lost for the moment, and not in the war that plagued him daily. It was a war he no longer believed in—because of this woman—yet he fought it for her and her alone. What was the price of freedom? The freedom she had showed him was for all. He would not give her up, his sassy and sexy southern belle, with no questions asked. And so he continued on, leading his men and coming home to her to taste the South at its best. Jett moved now, hovering over her as she stared into his deep blue eyes, the crickets chirping loudly on the air, the willows swaying to the perfect harmony of the heat of the night.

Dirty Clean

Reese sighed as she stepped into the shower and the hot steam surrounded her body. The long day had left her feeling tense, but as the water cascaded over her, Reese smiled and thought of Daniel. She had missed him all day. She thought of his smile, those eyes she loved, his strong arms, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in her fantasy. In her mind it felt so real, so good, that she could almost feel his arms around her waist. Picturing him here with her now, she let her head fall back onto her shoulders.