“Dance, cher?” he asks, his blue eyes playful. I nod and he pulls me gently into his arms. He’s warm. We sway to the music and the gentle rocking of the boat. His hand rests on the small of my… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“I rock in his arms under the stars and the blanket of night air, unwilling or unable to tear myself away.” — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“Suddenly I’m no longer aware of the people around us, just the feel and the warmth and the scent of Daniel, and the way… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“For a long time we sit there not saying anything, enjoying the quiet of the bay and the occasional steamy knee bump.” — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“I’d like to say I’m not dressed up for anyone in particular, but that would be a lie.” — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“It’s like I’m suddenly a hormonally charged teenager or living in a bad romance novel: I suddenly can’t stop myself from noticing every man… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“The fish is that perfect, amazing guy it can never work out with—you know, a bird and a fish may fall in love—but where… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“I’m mesmerized by the way he speaks—New Orleans is pronounced N’awlins. When he says backyard, it’s backyaaad. It’s the kind of voice that makes… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“God, there’s nothing sexier than a nice strong jawline and a movie-star-quality chin dimple. It’s my own personal kryptonite. —SINGLE-MINDED” — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“He gently takes the lead, and I trail behind him up the narrow spiral stairway at the back of the kitchen. His hand is… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“You’ll never get a new ending if you keep starting with the same tired beginning.” — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“He stops rocking and looks into my eyes. We’re inches apart and I’m mesmerized by the tiny flecks of indigo in his blue eyes.… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“You know that feeling when you’re suddenly startled out of a deep sleep, and you’re in that hazy middle world where you’re not sure… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
“Dance, cher?” he asks, his blue eyes playful. I nod and he pulls me gently into his arms. He’s warm. We sway to the… — Lisa Daily Copy Share Image
