You know, a cell phone's like a guy; if you don't plug him in every night, charge him good, you got nothing at all.
That dowdy little prig is that good in bed.
Dear God, I must be dead and in hell since you're here.
She realized with a sort of depressed relief that she had no close friend to call, to tell them not to worry about her.
A relief to all of them that the
The belt buckle, it’s everything
The beautiful roses,
Alliteration,
Nigel was smiling, the bloody sod. He was loving playing the formal English butler, watching Nicholas turn red and tongue-tied. He saw Mike was grinning, quite enjoying herself. Oh, bugger off, both o...
Maybe Banff, Savich thought, his exhausted brain finally beginning to fuzz over; he’d like to visit Banff in western Canada. Maybe swim with Sean in Lake Louise. Need a wet suit for that. Did they mak...
There are at least
Sunlight in. He followed her into a nearby
I'm the most fluent liar in the world, I'm the coolest, the smoothest--'Rachel Abercrombie.' A lie, Savich thought.
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Many unknowns, and more than any of his other jobs, this one held a high risk of failure. No, he wouldn’t
Savich carefully steered the Porsche around an eighteen-wheeler, accelerated, and seamed back between two cars. Traffic would lighten later as they approached Quantico. It was a day you were happy to...
Now, my dear child, you will learn one day, when you have a husband. If you don’t learn to properly obey, then your husband won’t be pleased with you and that, I can promise you, since I was myself on...
Nicholas, in Farrow-on-Grey. She loved it so.
He’s got a big stomach, Uncle Dillon, Sam said as he settled in on his father’s lap. I know, Sam, Katie said. His belly nearly fills up the photo we’ve got out there.
She'd be dead before the memories and pain were finally gone; she knew it, accepted it, and dealt with it.