Silent Vows (The Byrne Brothers, #1)

by Jill Ramsower

Kissing Noemi was more like walking up to a black hole—I was helpless against its gravitational pull. One taste of her, and there wasn’t a force on earth great enough to cleanse her from my system.

The woman made me insane. I wanted to rage against her hold on me, but a bigger part of me was too preoccupied with need for her surrender. I didn’t want to bleed the truth from her like I would an enemy. I wanted her to lay it at my feet. Freely. Unconditionally.

“You look good enough to eat, Noemi.” He brought his lips to my ear. “And I’m famished.”