“Please," Meg whispered. "I don't want any trouble here." He released his hold on her. As though she might say something further,… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
“Henry drew a shaky breath. “Do me a favor, Meg.” “Anything,” I whispered. “Don’t fall for Quinn O’Neill. If you’re going to… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Meg,” he whispered. “It wouldn’t be real love if there weren’t the possibility for another response to him. If we couldn’t choose… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
