J.D. Robb Quote
Who’s a girl?You’re mine. His hands glided down her back, around and up to her breasts. You’re my girl.Sap, she said, but in a little sigh as she gave him her lips again.She’d never been anybody’s girl, had never wanted to be. It had always seemed a weak term to her, one of submission and vulnerability. But with him, it was sweet and foolish, and just exactly right.
J.D. Robb
Who’s a girl?You’re mine. His hands glided down her back, around and up to her breasts. You’re my girl.Sap, she said, but in a little sigh as she gave him her lips again.She’d never been anybody’s girl, had never wanted to be. It had always seemed a weak term to her, one of submission and vulnerability. But with him, it was sweet and foolish, and just exactly right.