“So, fiancé is it, now? I guess it was easier to say than to say she is the woman who took off… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“Boy, as far as you’re concerned, my word is law, and you’re just a bitch without a number. Now, you keep on… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“Clay’s brow’s furrowed as the yuppie, Yankee, tone filled his ear. Who the hell could be dating a yuppie in Midnight? Sure,… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“I’d like to see you try to have my job. Around here I’m more connected than a Kennedy. As for our animals,… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“Clay sat back in his chair and propped his feet on his desk as he took a sip from his coffee cup.… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“I thought you two used to be pretty good friends back in high school?” Clay lifted his mug again, his facial expression… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“If Mason had half a brain he would shut up, sit down, and not provoke Caleb any more than possible. But something… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“Are you two finished beatin' the hell out of each other? Mason, you slept with his sister, you know he deserved to… — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
“That was Clay's olive branch to Quinn, and if the sumbitch weren't as stubborn as a mule, he'd take it.” — Alex Morgan Copy Share Image
