“Oh, Jesus,” he said, wheezing with the effort it took to control himself. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. “You little innocent. I’m fluent in French, but it isn’t my first language.” It was plain by… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“I’ll need a house key,” she said as she followed him into the house. “Why?” The question so stupefied her that she stopped in her tracks and stared at him. “So I can get in when you aren’t here,” she… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
I have a real low tolerance for parasites, and you're so close to the limit that I'm already reaching for the flea powder. — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“amusement in her eyes and had to grin. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice dropping to a low, intimate tone that excluded… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you keep it… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“Everything feels like the end of the world, and you can't reason with someone who can't see tomorrow.” — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“What?” he demanded testily. Trammell raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t say anything.” “You’re thinking something, though. You’ve got that shit-eating smirk on your face.”… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
God, I love you," he said, and laid his head on her belly, his arms locked around her hips. Madelyn slid her fingers into… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
