The essential truth of life, he was coming to realize, wasn't romanticand took only two words to label: Shit. Happens.But the thing was, you kept going. You kept your friends and yourfamily and your m...
The door to the PT suite swung open, and Peyton appeared between the jambs with a bottle of liquor in his hand, an arousal in his pants, and the wild look in his eye of someone over the brink. In this...
The collision was impending and electric, but the moment was soft and sweet: She positively glowed as she looked up at him.What, she whispered, palming his face.Vin took a moment to memorize her featu...
Thank fuck you're not a Yankees fan.Don't use the Y-word. We're in mixed company.
Tell her it’s…Hal. Hal E. Wood.
So would you like to try on some clothes? Beth nodded at what was in her arms. I don't have many dresses but Fritz can get you some.You know what? Marissa eyed the blue jeans the queen had on. I've ne...
She shook her head. I'm not leaving him. And I'm out here waiting only because I was making him crazy. The sight of me... isn't good for his mental health at this moment. I'm hoping that's no longer t...
She got her phone again and went into the received-calls log and fired up Rehvenge’s number. She took a deep breath and a long pull on the latte. And hit send. Destiny had a 518 area code. Who knew.-E...
Put on your big girl pants and deal.
No offense, she muttered, but fucking drink.
Midnight. You are mine, female. Her
Just once Blay said softly. Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like.Qhuinn started to shake his head. No...I don't think–YesAfter a moment, Qhuinn slid both his hands up Blay's thick neck and cap...
I’m going bald!
In an earlier life, were you a pair of brakes?Try a brick wall.
How he roomed with the fucker was inexplicable.
Horror flooded his face. Oh, Christ!
He screamed for all he had lost...screamed for the half male he was...screamed for Jane...screamed for who his parents were and what he wished for his sister...screamed for what he had forced his best...
God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.
Do you still want to be friends with me? Even though I’m gay.
But by God, he was going to stop running from his cowardice. He had to own his shit - even if it made him hate himself to the core. Because maybe if he did, he'd stop trying to distract himself with s...