An excerpt from New Breed…

Bernard’s hand arched Lysa’s back. She sat up, trembling. Lysa wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but if it was what she feared, she was prepared to call for her father, no matter how badly she wanted this man. Being taken by Bernard sadly was the last thing Lysa had to worry about. She could feel him, pressing hard against her, but it was not a response to Lysa’s bosom pressing back onto Bernard. “Sir, this is all too much for me. I have feelings of love for you, I truly do, but I must be wed ‘fore anything else is to happen. Per chance, I should collect my father and be on my way. I am very grateful, but it is quite late.” Bernard smiled again at her. He hushed her with his long index finger. Bernard touched her cheek, reassuring her that all was well. “My darling, don’t worry. These things you fret about won’t happen. I love you too, especially the life that you possess.”