“She kissed his lips and felt his smile form. Alone in this beautiful space, Blake and Livia made things right. Blake kissed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you.” Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don’t pray to me. Don’t pray to me!” Kyle said, alarmed. “We’re in this together. I’ve done things wrong too. We’re human,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“We better get over to Beckett’s if you want to see how my day goes—before his crowd gets too raunchy.” Blake stood… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“What do you have there?” Mouse perked up at her interest. “I’m making ski masks to have on hand for bank robberies.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“A very bouncy Kyle woke Livia at some ridiculous o’clock on Friday morning. “Wakey-wakey, you sloppy, old whore. It’s time to do… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Eve hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Careful. I'm fatal." He needed to remember that warning. He whispered back, holding her… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Tell me I’m enough for you,” he demanded. “Can you be with me even though I’m so wrong?” She was satin and… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“As Blake leaned down to accept her hug she whispered, “Remember when you and Livia tried to hog the spotlight at my… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia held her spatula as Blake whispered in her ear. “I see us just like this a hundred years from now, old… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett started the Hummer and texted Eve: Tak4e Ur Cloth3s OFF Im on my qway Her reply came back quick as lightning:… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“So you’re the music note, Beckett’s obviously the knife, who’s the cross?” She stroked Blake’s tattoo. “You’re about to find out. We’re… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
