“Can we go inside, Eve?" She inhaled quietly at the way his voice wrapped around her name. One deep syllable that had always made her wish she was called something longer and more complicated. Genevieve or Isabella. Something that would… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“We just went out for dinner. We didn't participate in a Roman orgy, I swear.” — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“Yes," she spat. "I am quite picky. Often I like my seductions to consist of more than 'Hallo there. are to spread your knees… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“He pushed up a little, raising his head to look into her eyes. After a moment, weariness settled into his features. "It's too late… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“Buddies didn't have touchable breasts or intriguing vaginas. Buddies were people you burped around and bragged to about other women.” — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“I think he could handle being used. It would be good for him. He's having trouble sleeping.” — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“I'll need hot water for washing." Hart barked. Wellford murmured, "Immediately sir," as he bowed back out the door. He did not say, "Of… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“Of course not," she snapped. "I'm only thirsty. Would you play the gallant and find me a glass of lemonade?" "I assume 'lemonade' is… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“You're walking around here with a smile on your face, Asher. It's freaking everybody out.” — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“Divorce hadn’t devastated her. She’d felt awful for her son, but God, she’d felt free, and she’d hoped that a happy mom was more… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“Ben hid a wince behind his hand, trying very hard not to think of seventy-year-old Ellie Verstgard rolling around with Mr. Wenner. Despite his… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
“On the contrary, I like men. They are polite and helpful and necessary for dancing. And men are so handsome and different , aren't… — Victoria Dahl Copy Share Image
