“The tiny motion was lost on his wife, who warmed herself in front of the fire with two wounded, lost souls beside her. She gave for no gain of her own, no goal she needed to reach. Love was not… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“Alexa sniffled. “Oh my God, he gave her an airport scene! Just like in the books I read and all those movies. He followed… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“You must be fierce and admit to love, my dear girl. It is the only way to win. And if you do lose, well,… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“You've done proper already, and it hasn't worked. It's time you do dirty.” — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“He wanted to make her scream with delight, to cry his name as she orgasmed until she couldn’t remember the last time another man… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“Once again, he backed off from a challenge by hiding behind a twisted sense of honor. “Let’s change the subject, shall we?” “Sure. I… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“I'm tired of females who order a salad, then look as if they deserve a medal. A good meal is a gift.” — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
