“Eve followed him into the building. No one would dare frisk her, and she entered Beckett’s inner sanctum fully armed—not that she… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“When Livia turned, she had to tip her head back to see his face as she handed him his cardboard. He’s beautiful.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’m so damn glad you’re going to kill me instead of some brainless, toothless… — Debra Anastasia Beautiful Copy Share Image
“There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying… — Debra Anastasia Doll Copy Share Image
“You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for… — Debra Anastasia Beauty Copy Share Image
“Eve took the gun from Blake, the hand that had been shaking steadied. “Mouse, I wish you were still here. This place… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Have you ever seen such an ugly damn cat?” Beckett had said with a wry smile. “Aren’t kittens supposed to be all… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“The music was so loud, all Livia could do was mouth, “Are you okay?” Blake nodded. “You’re beautiful,” he mouthed in response.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia, you’re too kind. I’ll take this breakfast as a token of our friendship—thank you—but do you ever do anything just for… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Fuck you. Fuck you, Beckett Taylor.” She flexed her fist. Beckett’s jaw tightened. “Looks like you got that covered, gorgeous.” Eve full-on… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“This bear looks well-loved.” He gently lifted the hairless, torn bear that Livia kept in a prominent position on her shelf. “That’s… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Lord, this man before me is known to you. Beckett's soul is littered with sins that he committed to protect Blake and… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“The handshake got a third arm as Blake joined in. It was magic for Beckett when it was like this. The world… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake and Livia were next to exit. He took the steps before she could and turned to offer her his hand, like… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Can I make you something to eat?” She watched his lips for an answer. “I wouldn’t want to trouble you.” Blake smiled.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Her Hairy Buffalo is intense. I highly suggest purging.” Livia wanted to give Kyle the biggest noogie of her life. “That’s not… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“There isn’t a single spot I’ll miss tonight, my wife.” Blake pulled her against him, tilting her head until he could kiss… — 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 Dance 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
“Wave after wave of an orgasm broke over her, but soon it would be over for him. “Stop,” Livia panted. Blake paused… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake and Beckett touched tattoos in greeting. Beckett turned his other arm over to show Blake his bandage. Blake lifted one eyebrow,… — Debra Anastasia Tattoo Copy Share Image
“Duke was already sitting in the passenger seat, waiting for her. She got in and started the car. Duke busted into a… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He threw in a request for a couple bottled waters for fucking Romeo and Juliet. They might get thirsty, even in their… — Debra Anastasia Beautiful life Copy Share Image
“When she’d finished, Blake took the paper from her hands. He folded it and put it in his pocket, where it nestled… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back… — Debra Anastasia Angel Copy Share Image
“He felt no relief. He felt no closure. He knew then he would have to leave Poughkeepsie. He’d go very far away… — Debra Anastasia Closure Copy Share Image
“True love, the kind that lasts forever, is very rare indeed. It takes compromise, continued growth, and trust.” — debra anastasia Continued growth Copy Share Image
“It’s just that you’re the kindest person in the world. And you’re here with me. I’ll never stop feeling lucky.” — Debra Anastasia Kindest Copy Share Image
“Livia was grateful. Her hand had started to ache, missing the tingle Blake’s skin provided.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“It was nice of you to help that ungrateful little girl out.” Blake unloaded his belongings onto his bed. “Ah, I’ve got… — Debra Anastasia Little girl Copy Share Image
“Beckett’s gruff voice moved her veil as he spoke, “Happy wedding, Whitebread. But please, don’t worry about this.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Please don’t think of me that way. Let me be the guy at the train station.” “You’re not the guy at the… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Save Cole,” Beckett told her as he straddled the motorcycle. “I don’t intend to put my life at a premium, so no… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett removed her hand. “Go up there with my brother. Don’t fight my battles for me, Livia.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“That was okay for you?” “No, that made my orgasms have orgasms, so it was anything but okay.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I got out of the truck, half-hoping she would be too sleepy to walk. I wanted to carry her. She brought out… — Debra Anastasia Caveman Copy Share Image
“Baby, you didn’t have to do that,” Beckett whispered fiercely. “But thank you so fucking much. You look gorgeous today.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Cole quickly shook his head. “Blake, you’re looking great,” he said instead. Blake nodded. “Livia wouldn’t have it any other way.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Mrs. D hugged Cole’s middle, hard, and the music cut out just in time for her compliment to carry across the room.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Four hundred sixty-seven,” he whispered. The number seemed to deflate him. He’s still counting. She couldn’t give up.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
