How would you feel about sharing your bed?" she asked. Tristan blinked. "Excuse me?" "He'd love to!" Gary said. Tristan shot him… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
Who's that little brunette?" Suzanne asked. "I hate little petite types. Gregory doesn't look right with someone petite. Little face, little hands,… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
It's been my experience," he continued, "that when you're with the right people, you feel more like yourself than ever. There's a happiness, and… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
“I love you, Ivy. I'll never stop loving you." She leaned against the winsow, looking out on a pale and glittering night. She looked… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
Actually, I came because I have a last-minute invitation. My friend Erika Gill is having a big party tomorrow night, one of those all-out… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
We sat in silence, both of us looking up at the stars. He was probably envisioning a machine headed for Pluto. I wished i… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
“Ever notice how really smart people enjoy making silly jokes?” — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
I'm not supposed to date you, Jenny." "That's what you said before." He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. "I didn't think this… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
“Experience had taught me not to get close to guys who fell in love with Liza. I had been burned twice and I knew… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think that love is one big fairy tale. I wonder if people who say they are in love, if – really –… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
“Oh, I'll just improvise. I doubt you'll be much help. You couldn't have any real skills yet. Probably all you can do is stand… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
This isn't a game for me. I love you, Ivy, and one day you're going to believe me. — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
A storm was brewing. The wind has picked up and a mass of purple clouds was coming in from the West. It felt good… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
