Mi Corazon. Mi alma. Son tuyos." My heart. My soul. They are yours, he whispered against the generous curve of her breast as a million sensations, all of them hot, all of them rich, all of them straddling the razor-sharp… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Amy, listen to me. What I do. The choices I make. They're mine. Only mine. The consequences of those decisions—mine. "Mine," he repeated when she sighed heavily. "No one else's." Silence. Only the warm wetness of her tears dampening his… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Without illusions. I love you because you are fallible and because your poor misguided testosterone-corrupted brain has you doing cartwheels trying not to be.… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“The little imp had gone Brazilian. Damn him for a sinner but the thoughts that zinged through his mind would make the roof of… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Nose to nose with her, he gave her his best bad dog snarl. "You've forgotten who and what you're dealing with here, princess. So… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Amy sat back and grinned. "You just smiled." That was definitely something else she could get used to. Of course, he frowned immediately. "I… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Men. <...> They're idiots. It's like they all take a vow of stupidity or something. — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Damn," Crystal sputtered, looking up from the dictionary in disbelief. "Oenophlygia: the state of being dunk. It really is a word". Johnny gloated unabashedly.… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“He wasn't a romantic. Had never thought himself as sentimental. But he wanted this one last kiss. "Well", he said, his voice hoarse and… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
“Bastards have pissed me off," Reed snarled, out of breath, as he backed into the open armory door. "They hit me in the face."… — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
Go away. I told you, I'm not interested." She looked from his lap to his face. "Your nose is growing too. — Cindy Gerard Copy Share Image
