“Livia took in the sight of her love. He fought a still, silent battle against death, but he looked pale and helpless.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Oh, God don’t let me hurt him. Am I really doing this? Here? Is this real? We’re in the middle of nowhere.… — 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
“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
“I’d rather have you in my life than Margret. I’m not sorry you’re here.” Livia hugged Kyle again, trying to seal her… — 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
“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
“Some days I still miss fumigating. I did get three beautiful children from the process. Fumigation can be wonderful.” She settled back… — 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
“I was pregnant, and then I wasn’t,” she said softly. “I was in love, and then I wasn’t. You did that. You… — 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
“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
“I’m in love with his brother.” Saying this out loud to Bea felt like jumping out of an airplane—thrilling and irreversible. In… — 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
“How can it be wrong? Love picks the right path, not the one of least resistance.” — 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
“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
“I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave.… — 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
