She’d taken some anthropology courses, because they’d seemed interesting, so she knew the dynamics of sexual instincts. That had to be it. Women responded to strong, powerful, or heroic men. In cavema...
She went through the days silent and numb, coming alive only with hatred...
She should have remembered her past experiences in the relationship wars and not let herself get so excited. Evidently her hormones had overruled her common sense and she had become drunk on ovarian w...
She glared down at the pan. And then she kicked it. The first kick sent it tumbling a couple of feet; something black and gooey came out. The second kick got better distance, maybe because it wasn’t a...
Over the hum of the appliances, she heard the knocking on the back door. The pain pill must not have knocked Spender out for very long! This time she wouldn’t make him stand there and wait. She jumped...
No matter how many orgasms you have, if you have any common sense to begin with, it always comes back.
It was amazing how flowers could grow in the damnedest places, but the Devlin weed patch had sprouted quite a wildflower in Faith.
If you're looking for Mr. Perfect, you‟re going to spend your whole life being disappointed, because he doesn‟t exist. You have to get the best deal you can, but there will always be problems.
He needed a woman. Bad.
As the morning wore on, she was grateful
—Me abruma su amabilidad.—Sí, lo sé. Sólo superada por el tamaño de mi... ego.
You only fear something that hasn't happened. Once it has happened, all you can do is deal with it.
There was no going back...because some roads you just couldn't travel again.
She had learned never to look back, never to give fate a second chance to kick her in the teeth.
She didn't want to handle him. She didn't want anything to do with him - this man with his cold, intense eyes and clipped speech, this stranger, this Yankee. He made her feel like a rabbit facing a co...
Maybe her current state was the simple matter of her biological clock kicking into gear, and Zeke just happened to be the closest appropriate male. She’d read about the biology of attraction, analyzed...
Jumping from a high altitude required oxygen. Jumping at night required night-vision goggles. Jumping at all required either nerves of steel or the brain of a hamster. Her nerves definitely weren’t st...
I loved you when you were a snot-nosed kid, into so much mischiefit's a wonder my hair didn't turn prematurely gray. I loved you when youwere a teenager with long, skinny legs and eyes that broke my h...
Do you know why men name their cocks?No, why? she asked, trying to stifle her laughter.So most of the major decisions in their lives won’t be made by a total stranger.
A stab in the dark sometimes brought blood.