“Are you my daddy?” Ricky Lee Reed, originally of Smithtown, Tennessee, and only replanted to New York City a few years back, gawked at the child who’d asked him the question for a mere moment before he turned his attention… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“if I were you, I wouldn’t try and track her down.” “Why not?” “Because when it comes to Dee, you’re better off not knowing… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“She sighed as if she’d realized the worst thing imaginable. “We’re going to be together and in love forever, aren’t we?” — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“It’s just taking some getting used to. The snarling, the hissing, the purring. Then I have to deal with it from the baby….” “Ha,… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“I have iced tea, dear. Or beer?” “Maybe a saucer of milk?” Gwen and Alla looked over at Lock and he immediately pointed at… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“Explain to me again how matricide is illegal in some states,” Sissy growled from behind him as he pulled her toward the enormous staircase.… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“I hate her.” “Yes. I know. In fact, I think the entire universe knows.” — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“Are you afraid?" Volker questioned while sitting at the table and getting comfortable. "No. But I have incredible luck with dice and I am… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“The full tigers watched him silently. All females. Thankfully. He would be less than happy if he had to take on some territorial male.… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“Mitch opened his eyes, closed them, and then opened them wide. “There are big breasts in my face,” he announced to anyone who would… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“I’m okay,” he reassured her before he could say something stupid. Like “marry me.” — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“Miki held up a tennis ball, looked at Sara’s new Pack, and tossed it out into the forest away from the ongoing rave. They… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“She still sighed out her answer, though. “Fine. I’ll go.” “Now, darlin’. I know I’m pulling you away from playing grab ass with my… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
