“It was like he’d just discovered fire, and she was the main ingredient.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“If you think I give a rat’s ass about that cooler, you don’t know me at all. Nothing I own is worth… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He kept his head down in what seemed to be a prayer. “He counts. You’ve smiled at him four hundred and forty-six… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“We’re going to find your hobo. We’re going to work hard—work nights. Liv, we’re going to put our balls into it.” She… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She had to kill him. She had to kill Beckett the next time she saw him or all she’d done to become… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She kissed his lips and felt his smile form. Alone in this beautiful space, Blake and Livia made things right. Blake kissed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hello, beautiful Livia," Blake answered. "How did you know it was me?" Livia saw her wide smile in the rear view mirror.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He moved to her earlobe and breathed, “First, I will blow, then I will lick, last I will bite.” Blake took his… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“What do you have there?” Mouse perked up at her interest. “I’m making ski masks to have on hand for bank robberies.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“So you’re the music note, Beckett’s obviously the knife, who’s the cross?” She stroked Blake’s tattoo. “You’re about to find out. We’re… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia held her spatula as Blake whispered in her ear. “I see us just like this a hundred years from now, old… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Eve held his eyes and confidently licked the length of the razor-sharp blade with the tip of her tongue. Red blood beaded… — 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
“So I'm sitting in that damn chair, ready to die, and I say to her, 'You're the most beautiful thing I've ever… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Stop. Stop that. Tell me what happened to you.” She gently ran her fingers down the length of his chest. Blake shook… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He gripped the edge of the desk. “I’ve done my best to make sure my brothers have no blood on their hands,”… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you.” Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I know it doesn’t make noise,” he explained. “Going through the motions is comforting to me. I wish I had a real… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don’t pray to me. Don’t pray to me!” Kyle said, alarmed. “We’re in this together. I’ve done things wrong too. We’re human,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“We better get over to Beckett’s if you want to see how my day goes—before his crowd gets too raunchy.” Blake stood… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“If they’d caused you pain, I’d never have been able to live with myself,” he said as he backed up a step.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“A very bouncy Kyle woke Livia at some ridiculous o’clock on Friday morning. “Wakey-wakey, you sloppy, old whore. It’s time to do… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Is that shooting star just a happy accident or has the universe had it planned for a thousand years?” He tilted his… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“After soft kisses, they pressed their hands together palm to palm. The tingling scattered all over Livia's body, warming her. "Do you… — 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
