“He grabbed her by the waist, and Beckett and Kyle made dancing an Olympic sport” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Mrs. D hugged Cole’s middle, hard, and the music cut out just in time for her compliment to carry across the room.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Finally, his eyes locked on hers, and she gave him a huge, teary-eyed smile. She couldn’t tell if he counted because his… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Eve took a deep breath. “Mouse didn’t make it.” She stood next to Beckett, looking up at the canopy of dark leaves.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Maybe he could have changed his mind. Maybe he could have continued thinking only about himself. But Beckett had seen her face.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett eyed them as he lounged on three chairs he’d shoved together into a hard, uncomfortable couch. They’re so fucking innocent. They… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Cole updated Beckett: Stay where u r. Not sure how this will go. He’s playing now. Cole glanced at Beckett’s response: Ave… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You grabbed my tit a little, Mr. Old Timey Talker.” Blake seemed to swallow a smile. “Manhandling a lady is inexcusable. I… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia.” He seemed thrilled to let the word roll off his tongue. “Do you know that I’m invisible?” “No one has really… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“The pull toward him came from her center. Her eyes never left his face as she moved to her hands and knees.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“No one has really seen me in years.” Blake looked at the sky. “Sometimes I wonder how they know I don’t have… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Well, I got to get out of this uniform. But Kyle, just a word, you’ve been snapping and harping at everyone trying… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“By the time he climaxed, Eve was arched and her hair touched the floor. Her face was as far away from his… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Four hundred forty-six,” Cole whispered. “What?” she asked. He kept his head down in what seemed to be a prayer. “He counts.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett, where’s Eve?” When he had her pressed to his chest, she tried again. “Are you going to tell me or what?”… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She watched as the dirt kicked up in a cloud. When it cleared, she couldn’t see him anymore. She stayed until she… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He stepped close to her; she could feel his breath on her neck. “Eve, you make me not want to die.” She… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I hit you. Won’t that make you go away? What else can I do?” he snarled. He’d fallen back on his old… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Listening to him play was like discovering an eagle in the wild. It was tumblingly bewitching. She could feel and hear genius—she… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Kyle’s shrill voice interrupted their moment. “Figured you two would turn this into a scout meeting. Will you get your asses up… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Eve let go of a rope she’d clung to for too long. And she fell. She fell right into him. Wrong or… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Look at me. Please.” It was more than a whisper but less than a shout. She got quieter. “Blake, please.” His green… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He seemed to be drinking in her face, looking at her instead of into her. “Stop. Stop that. This isn’t goodbye.” Blake… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I was pregnant, and then I wasn’t,” she said softly. “I was in love, and then I wasn’t. You did that. You… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Daring to approach the brothers’ tension-filled embrace, Livia touched one of Beckett’s coiled arms. “Beckett.” She waited until his furious face turned… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“They do the twenty-one-gun salute for the good guys, right? So I brought this.” Beckett pointed the gun in the sky. “For… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You can have that life,” he told her. “It’s right there for you to take.” “I love you,” Eve quickly countered. “Loving… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He’d stood like a baby deer. He lurched toward her with no grace at all. She enclosed him in a hug that… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“His heart actually stumbled when he remembered her pain. He immediately knelt by her head. “Eve, how can I fix this? Tell… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Can I give you my gift now?” Blake reached in his pocket. “You gave me this already.” Livia wiggled her ring finger.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“When they stumbled together into a clearing, even in their panic the blue moonlight made it ethereal, like a fairy ring. But in the… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett wrapped a huge arm around Kyle's waist and slammed her body into his. "Sometimes when girls advertise, they get what they're asking for."… — debra anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia covered the phone until Kyle looked at her. “You’re simply the best lady I know. I promise not to be oblivious anymore.” Kyle… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Remember two eighty-six. Livia now counted on the same sort of feverish, rain-soaked determination that had driven Blake to the train station for smile… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia looked puzzled and whispered, “I have no idea why these are special.” Blake dared to touch her face. “They’re the exact color of… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia used her mouth to warm any part of his body that felt cold. As she sucked his fingers, she heard a decision in… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“They do the twenty-one-gun salute for the good guys, right? So I brought this.” Beckett pointed the gun in the sky. “For Mouse.” One,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He was serious. He didn’t want her to hold him close. He didn’t want to pretend she was his mother. He didn’t want to… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He seemed to be drinking in her face, looking at her instead of into her. “Stop. Stop that. This isn’t goodbye.” Blake pulled her… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She waved, and he smiled like she was the eighth wonder of the world.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“There isn’t a single spot I’ll miss tonight, my wife.” Blake pulled her against him, tilting her head until he could kiss her again.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
