“ Groaning, he gripped his fists in the wild stuff. Contessa.God, Contessa.She straightened, changing the angle, changing the pleasure. She shook her hair back and undulated. She was a contessa.A prince… Christie Ridgway
“ Now what? he finally asked.Téa came to stand in the doorway of her office. Nowwhat, what? Hey, is that you, Cal?Affirmative.Affirmative? Was that the cutest or what? Christie Ridgway
“ Hadn’t retired reporter Stan warned him of how protective Cosimo was of his granddaughters? What if the Carusos had discovered his identity and wanted to rub him out as they’d rubbed out his father?Ho… Christie Ridgway
“ Thestruggle to grow makes the vine work harder, extending itsroots and absorbing elements that make it produce amore interesting fruit. Christie Ridgway
“ It takes courage to create your own identity, to stop believing old stories about who you are or that limit who you can be. Christie Ridgway
“ Herself she’d be picturing her grandparents making love or worse… She’d be picturing Bing. His mouth on her breasts and his hands Christie Ridgway
“ Hurrying out the sliding doors pushing her purloined baggage cart—purse perched on top—hadn't been such a smart idea. But she'd only turned away for a moment to offer aid to a mama-wailing toddler, an… Christie Ridgway
“ You shared it all, and the other person took you in. Your partner was your shelter when you needed that, was your peace when that was paramount, was in your corner no matter how unwinnable the fight.… Christie Ridgway
“ Corners of her eyes, and she squeezed them tight, mortified that she might have to explain—again—a crying jag. It had just been so long since she’d snuggled up to something this big, this warm, this h… Christie Ridgway
“ Blindfolded. Tell me you're kidding, he said. But then came the screech of brakes on his left and the matching shriek of Yeager's heart. Shit, Zoe! Open your eyes. He heard the grin in her voice. Don'… Christie Ridgway
“ Rebecca let out a gusty sigh. Pregnant, I tell you. I’m definitely getting pregnant. Her mother responded by passing over the tearful little guy. Not a bad idea, Jane decided. Birth control by bab… Christie Ridgway
“ Her eyes rounded. They don’t open until eleven.Unless you’re me, and you strike up a conversation with the prep cook who starts work at seven.Ah.Get your mind out of the gutter, he said, uncurling his… Christie Ridgway
“ Driving from the shop by the beach to her home in the Malibu hills, Juliet Weston peered through the deepening dusk and weighed the merits of bathing in Super Glue. A dab would repair a fingernail. Sh… Christie Ridgway
“ It’s… You’ve been all over the world. Been in perilous places, taken risks that stop my breath. In comparison to all that, will what we might have…will I be enough? Sweetheart… You said my world, t… Christie Ridgway
