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...
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?
It takes courage to create your own identity, to stop believing old stories about who you are or that limit who you can be.
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...
I'm blessed, for I have sinned with the best damned fuck in the universe.
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...
It takes more than Love and Passion to make a relationship work
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...
Knowing he couldn’t go back to
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...
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...
Thestruggle to grow makes the vine work harder, extending itsroots and absorbing elements that make it produce amore interesting fruit.
You can't find what you don't go looking for.
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....
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'...
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...
Herself she’d be picturing her grandparents making love or worse… She’d be picturing Bing. His mouth on her breasts and his hands
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...
Hurrying