Julianna stared down the blade of her rapier at Baron Khellan Dubhan. The arrogant young lord had stolen a kiss without as much as a by-your-leave, never mind that she’d been secretly wanting that kiss for some time. She concentrated on keeping her left hand from touching her mouth, the small bit of wine made this more difficult than she had expected. His lips had been soft, strong, and inviting, and despite the way his smile made her forget to breathe, he would pay for his presumptuousness.
(from First Chosen, by M. Todd Gallowglas)
7½*/10. The full review is here.
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