Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

He Gave Her A Quick, Casual Kiss On The Cheek First. Then Came The Hug, And It Was The Hug That Always Made Laurel’s Heart Mush. Serious Grip, Cheek To The Hair, Eyes Closed, Just A Little Sway. Del’s Hugs Mattered, She Thought, And Made Him Impossible To Resist.

Justin Turned To Give Her One Of His Cool, Unsmiling Looks. Butterflies Fluttered In Her Throat. She'd Be Very Careful, Serena Decided, As If She Were Walking Through A Minefield. "what Are You Thinking?" "about Bombs," She Answered Blandly, "deadly Camoflaged Bombs." She Gave Him A Quick,innocent Grin. "are We Going To Eat Soon? I'm Starving.

Bite Me." -lieutenant Eve Dallas, From Any Of The In Death Books.

He Had Realised That Most Vital Of Humanities. He Had Touched Lives. And He Had Raised Three Boys That No One Had Wanted Into Men.

You All Right?" Diana Let Out A Deep Breath. "ask Me Again When I'm Not Praying.