I thought I loved him, nut know I am questioning that. Love is supposed to be a positive thing. With him, my world got smaller, not bigger. I made so many bad choices.I don't know if I want to. So I'm...
I thought I loved him, but know I am questioning that. Love is supposed to be a positive thing. With him, my world got smaller, not bigger. I made so many bad choices.I don't know if I want to. So I'm...
She hesitated before opening the envelope, telling herself there was nothing he could say that would change anything. But she opened it anyway and read the note. I'm not very good at this. I'm sorry.
I like that you're emotionally broken, she said cheerfully. It keeps the playing field level.I'm not broken. I'm quirky.Is that what we're calling it?
Zane continued to look at her. Even better, he kept her hand in his, his thumb rubbing up and down the length of her fingers. Over and over. Up and down. It was very rhythmic. And sexual.Her thighs to...
I don't want to hurt you, he said.Too late.
She still wanted to slap something. Or throw something. The fish offered a tempting target but, before she could figure out who would fly across the room best, she heard the front door open and a man...
Shit, fuck, damn.Disappointment tied her in knots. I was really only interested in that middle part, she joked.
Zane isn’t for me, she said firmly.Maya laughed. That sounds really good, but I can’t help wondering who you’re trying to convince.
She picked at the place mat in front of her. They were all in law enforcement. It was some kind of sheriff’s convention. Your biological father—Earl Haynes—was a sheriff.
The sliding doors opened, and a man entered the baggage area. A tall, dark-haired man with incredibly broad shoulders, a cowboy hat and a gaze so penetrating Phoebe knew he could probably tell what co...
Nick was definitely swoonworthy, but she had to be real. He was not for her. He was a big-time artist guy on his way to Dubai. She was a small-town girl who ran a destination wedding business. They ha...
This isn’t Twilight. I don’t have to pick a guy.
Naked, she whispered against his mouth.She wasn’t sure if she meant him or herself. Nor did it matter. He pulled back enough to allow her to drag off her T-shirt.While his gaze devoured her bare chest...
NATALIE DROVE TO work because floating there would cause people to ask too many questions.
Not at the same time. He leaned toward her and lowered his voice. I’ve never been into the group thing. After the first five or six times, it’s not all that fun. You’re not impressing me with stories...
Men get over things. Women remember forever.
We’ll meet back here in fifteen minutes, he said before turning toward the shop.Aren’t you going to lock the truck?Not necessary.The door swung shut behind him, and Phoebe was left standing on the sid...
Sorry, he said. I don’t like her. No one in my family does. She’s a manipulative bitch who will do anything to get her way. She
I like that you’re emotionally broken, she said cheerfully. It keeps the playing field level. I’m not broken. I’m quirky. Is that what we’re calling it? she asked.
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