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1 " He was beautiful, but he was what he was. A man. "
― Jane Porter , The Sheikh's Virgin
2 " He studied her flushed face. Last night she'd been pale like porcelain, a creamy alabaster, but tonight she burned. She glowed. Her dark blue eyes shone, her cheeks flushed a hot feverish pink.She needed a firm hand. She could use a calming hand.How convenient. He had two. "
3 " ...fine tailoring couldn't cloak the primitive danger of the desert. The desert was about life. Death. Survival.And she saw the desert in his eyes, dark gold like the Saharan sand. "