“Where’s the bride-to-be?” Beckett held his arms open for Kyle and gave her a gentle hug. “Good on you, Fairy Princess, making… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Though Beckett remained confined to the same claustrophobic hotel room that had housed him for weeks now, he’d attended the wedding in… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett watched as Kyle danced. “Looks like Fairy Princess has wings.” It was as if she were alone in the room. She… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Fairy Princessfuckingrella is kicking her slutting up a notch. He saw Livia tense out of the corner of his eye. Shit. Kyle’s… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Baby, you didn’t have to do that,” Beckett whispered fiercely. “But thank you so fucking much. You look gorgeous today.” Livia kissed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He found her in the corner, dressed like a man. Shit. If Eve was a man, I would gay it up. Hardcore.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“As Kyle came fluttering down the aisle in her simple blue dress, Beckett swore aloud in the empty room. “Shit, Fairy Princess,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hey, Fairy Princess, I think you may be the hottest married chick alive right now,” Beckett said.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“When they stumbled together into a clearing, even in their panic the blue moonlight made it ethereal, like a fairy ring. But in the… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“Beckett wrapped a huge arm around Kyle's waist and slammed her body into his. "Sometimes when girls advertise, they get what they're asking for."… — debra anastasia Copy Share
“Livia covered the phone until Kyle looked at her. “You’re simply the best lady I know. I promise not to be oblivious anymore.” Kyle… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“Remember two eighty-six. Livia now counted on the same sort of feverish, rain-soaked determination that had driven Blake to the train station for smile… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“Livia looked puzzled and whispered, “I have no idea why these are special.” Blake dared to touch her face. “They’re the exact color of… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“Livia used her mouth to warm any part of his body that felt cold. As she sucked his fingers, she heard a decision in… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“They do the twenty-one-gun salute for the good guys, right? So I brought this.” Beckett pointed the gun in the sky. “For Mouse.” One,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“He was serious. He didn’t want her to hold him close. He didn’t want to pretend she was his mother. He didn’t want to… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“He seemed to be drinking in her face, looking at her instead of into her. “Stop. Stop that. This isn’t goodbye.” Blake pulled her… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“There isn’t a single spot I’ll miss tonight, my wife.” Blake pulled her against him, tilting her head until he could kiss her again.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“So, are you moving in?” Dove tried to look like she was casually leaning against a lamppost. But there was no lamppost, so it… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“That pew became a confessional. There, with a fully clothed, fully present Kyle, he left his plans for lifelong commitment to only the Church… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
“As they stepped away, Beckett nodded toward Blake’s bandaged arm. “What’d ya get?” “It says ‘Sorry,’” Blake said as he went out the door… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share
