“Tate was sprawled across the bed in his robe early the next morning when the sound of the front door opening penetrated his mind. There was an unholy commotion out there and his head was still throbbing, despite a bath,… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Go ahead. Ask me who the father is.” He only smiled. “Do I look that stupid to you?” She pushed back her short hair… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“So the bloodline wasn’t pure.” He shook his head. “It was an excuse, like all the other excuses. I liked my life as it… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“You need a battle plan,” Matt advised. “I never left the base without detailed reconnaissance and a battle plan. It’s why I came home… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Yes?” he said impatiently. There was a pause. “You wouldn’t believe how many people I had to bribe to get this new number of… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Leta walked to the door and opened it with a ready smile for Colby Lane. And found herself looking straight into the eye of… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Pity Matt didn’t help him through a window instead of over a sofa,” she grumbled. “He needs an attitude adjustment.” — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Leta will manage. She’s tough. But Tate is going to learn some things that will hurt him badly. I think he should hear it… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Is the world really a better place now that nothing is considered bad? People just do what they want, with anyone. How is that… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“You were just in South Dakota a couple of weeks ago,” he pointed out. “Why didn’t you get it then?” “It wasn’t available then.”… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“I know I said this before, but it bears repeating. You know Tate won’t like you staying with me.” “I don’t care,” she said… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“Oh, it’s a little worse than that,” he said, nettled. “It makes you the illegitimate son of the senior Republican senator from South Dakota.… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“A little drop of Native American blood was exciting and unique. But a full-blooded Native American…she was horrified.” Cecily’s opinion of the legendary Maureen… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
“She pulled the shawl closer as a tall, lithe figure cut across the parking lot and joined her at the passenger door. “You’re already… — Diana Palmer Copy Share
