You Mess With One Quinn, You Mess

For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

I Can Fix A Bad Page. I Can't Fix A Blank Page.

He Was A Wild One As A Lad, And There's A Look About Him That Says He Could Be Again." Kathy Sighed. "i've Always Had A Soft Spot For A Wild Heart In A Man. Have You No Sweetheart In The States Then, Jude?" "no." She Thought Briefly Of William. Had She Ever Considered Her Husband Her Sweetheart? "no One Special." "if They're Not Special, What Would The Point Be?

I Want To Keep You, Till The End Of Days.

Why?” Eve Leaned Forward. “sincerely, I’ve Always Wanted To Know Why Anyone Buys Multiple Pairs Of Shoes At A Time.” “if I Have To Explain It, The Joy Is Lost.