“ He started to say, I have a lot of work— just as Izzywalked in the front door, and his mouth fell open. Her hairhad been swept up on one side, pinned back by a pink flower.Nothing too big. Just the ri… Susan Meier
“ He shook his head. Your mouth is going to get you into trouble someday, he said, his gaze involuntarily lowering to her lips.She casually said, Yeah, my dad used to tell me that.But those weird emotio… Susan Meier
“ How had she ever thought sleeping with him would be a stress reliever, when he was the biggest producer of her stress? Susan Meier
