“What do you want?" His brow lifted at that, and he took a long, leisurely study of her face. "I'll let that… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it was simple reflex, her own instinct for survival. Or perhaps it had been his words, bringing back the horror of… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Philip ripped at the wrapper of the plain, inadequately thin Hershey bar. "No almonds." "I don't care for nuts." "You proved that… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“He walked outside onto the terrace and sat. Obviously settled and comfortable, he poured coffee. There were ways and ways to gain… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“And I'm not sensitive at all, Philip. Just mean." He smiled down at her. "Have you ever considered having an affair with… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
