“Because Lang was her fantasy on steroids and she wanted him. Bad.” — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Do you have everything you need?" No. She needed blinders to keep from staring at him, and a box of tissue to wipe the… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“I won’t ridicule you.” He walked up to the window. “Want a Coke?’ “Cherry slurpe.” He rolled his eyes. “And you make fun of… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Special Assistant Agent in Charge Lang." He nearly smiled at the title she knew she'd botched again. "Just 'Mr Lang' is fine.” — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Hey what's your name" "Candi." She's hesitant, like that beaten dog Jade mentioned. "Candi Woodward." "I'm Ayla Monroe." She laughs uneasily. "I know." "Out,… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Money doesn't make you happy," Mom insists, whipping carrots and lettuce out of the cart. "Money doesn't make you laugh when you're lonely, or… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Yes you are pretty, and when you pictured perfect, you came damn close, but the part of you I like the most is inside.” — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“they were looking for housekeepers and cooks, and I was dying to get out of Australia and see the rest of the world. It's… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“She managed to clear her throat. "I'm sure this is impossible for you to comprehend, Deuce, but somehow, some way, without formal therapy or… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“He brushes my cheek, wiping a tear. "From the soul or whatever indefinable part of you makes you Annie. I like that part." The… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“Once a year, take her somewhere she’s never been. Once a month, do something new that melts her in the sack. Once a week,… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
“He gives me that hint of a half smile tempered with those smoky eyes, a look that’s probably stolen virginities, broken hearts, and inspired… — Roxanne St. Claire Copy Share Image
