“I was half asleep--tipsy on his musky fumes--when I felt Marlboro Man gently nuzzle his face toward my ear. Taking a deep… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“You’re mine,” Marlboro Man said, his strong hand caressing my knee in such a way that I considered asking the cab to… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t about me anymore. I had a child. A husband who needed me to be there for him in the midst… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Before I knew it, Marlboro Man’s right arm was wrapped around my waist while his other hand held the reins of the… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Remember how you were mad for motorcross? You’d spend all weekend the track, or fixing up bikes. You loved it so much.… — Clare Mackintosh Copy Share Image
“The fire on the truck was out by now, and Marlboro Man rushed over, grabbed my shoulders, and looked me over--trying, in… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Have you talked about how many children you’d like to have?” “Yes, sir,” Marlboro Man said. “And?” Father Johnson prodded. “I’d like… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Hey…you okay?” Marlboro Man repeated. My heart fluttered in horror. I wanted to jump out of the bathroom window, scale down the… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“By the time we returned to the hotel room, we were laughing again. Marlboro Man was teasing me about how many clothes… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“ Hey --if you guys are goin’ to the movie, c-c-c-can you drive me to the mall?” he yelled. “Sure, Mike,” Marlboro… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Having crossed the international date line, it was Tuesday morning when Marlboro Man and I finally checked into the Park Hyatt, nestled… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d been reborn since Marlboro Man had entered my life; his wild abandon and unabashed passion had freed me from the shackles… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d always liked his house; it was rustic and unadorned, yet beautiful in its simplicity. I could live there. Or I could… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Late that evening, I begged Marlboro Man to go back to the ranch to sleep. We’d had visits from my dad, our… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Then I saw the figure standing outside my car door: it was Marlboro Man, who’d come outside to greet me. His jeans… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“That night, Marlboro Man and I had a date. It was the Thursday night before our wedding, and the rehearsal dinner was… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“A little while later, I found myself waking, groggy and nauseated, from a deep sleep in a regular hospital room. Disoriented, I… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man returned home late that afternoon and came into the bedroom, eating a chocolate chip cookie along the way. The baby… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Filip was from San Jose, but his painfully good looks excused that. He was tall, six-foot-something-or-other, intensely blue eyes, chiseled features, massive… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
“It didn’t matter how stupid I was--how dumb, or awkward, or sweaty. It became clearer to me than ever, sitting on that… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d better go,” Marlboro Man said, leaning forward and kissing my cheek. I still grasped the diamond ring in my warm, sweaty… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“As Marlboro Man slid open the huge barn doors and flipped on the enormous lights mounted to the beams, my heart began… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When the attendant at Britz Rentals of Australia whipped around in our prepaid-in-full honeymoon car, my eyes grew wide and I knew… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“We talked into the night, the room blurring around us as it had done at the dance in West Side Story when… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Then I saw the figure standing outside my car door: it was Marlboro Man, who’d come outside to greet me. His jeans… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“What would you do if Ree became gravely ill?” Father Johnson asked Marlboro Man. “Well, sir,” Marlboro Man replied, “I’d take care… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Of course, no china--however intricate and inviting--was as seductive as my fiancé, my future husband, who continued to eat me alive with… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I brushed my teeth like a crazed lunatic as I examined myself in the mirror. Why couldn’t I look the women in… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I hadn’t noticed, through all my inner torture and turmoil, that Marlboro Man and the horses had been walking closer to me.… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“So,” Marlboro Man began over dinner one night. “How many kids do you want to have?” I almost choked on my medium-rare… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When we arrived at the wedding at Marlboro Man’s grandparents’ house, I gasped. People were absolutely everywhere: scurrying and mingling and sipping… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I looked around and realized we were headed down a different road than Marlboro Man would normally take. “I have to give… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man opened the passenger door of the semi and allowed me to climb out in front of him, while Tim exited… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d been reflecting on this--the drastic turn my life and my outlook on love had taken--more and more on the evenings Marlboro… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Well, uh,” I said playfully. “Thanks for taking my brother to the mall.” Mike fired up the diesel engine. “No problem,” Marlboro… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“How much do you know about each other?” was Father Johnson’s final question of the day. Marlboro Man and I looked at… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When we arrived at the wedding at Marlboro Man’s grandparents’ house, I gasped. People were absolutely everywhere: scurrying and mingling and sipping… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Once out of the church doors, Marlboro Man swatted me. “Ow!” I shrieked, feeling stung. “What was that for?” “Just your Tuesday… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I have to give you your wedding present,” Marlboro Man said before I could ask where we were going. “I can’t wait… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I walked proudly out of the church, the new wife of Marlboro Man. When we exited the same doors through which my… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
