“How long has it been since you’ve slept?” Chase asked. “I sleep.” Not much. “How long since you’ve slept more than an hour here and there?” “I do not require a mother.” Chase lifted a brow. “Perhaps a wife, then?”… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Dear God!” I screamed and buried my face in my pillow. “What?!” I heard him ask. “Did you see a roach?” “Why are you naked?!” I did not dare to lift my red face. “Huh. Is that all?” he asked.… — Wendy Higgins Copy Share Image
