She killed Lorena in a fight?" Eric's grin grew even broader. He was as proud as if he'd heard his firstborn reciting Shakespeare. — Charlaine Harris Copy Share Image
“What’s your name?” he asked, a boyish grin creeping across his face. “Henley Brooks,” I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear. “My name's Lucas.” “I know,” I replied, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. His… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
