“And you do know I’m the one who decides who I date”—she glared at Sam—“not you. If I want to drag this… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“You started that one.” Her mouth dropped open. “I didn’t say anything!” “Sweetheart, your eyes said it all.” He lowered his hand… — Cindi Madsen Copy Share Image
“Uniform of a soldier and uniform of a student both are equally needed for the nation.” — Amit Kalantri Copy Share Image
“A guy approached her, beer bottle in one hand, smiling at her in that way guys do when they think they’re good-… — Cindi Madsen Copy Share Image
“Slow-slow-quick-quick-slow went her heart. “Damn, I love the tango,” he whispered, tickling her ear.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“She ran her hand over the dash. “You’re petting my car,” Hunter said, turning the key. “I usually charge for that.” — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“Much to her dismay, he was even better looking up close. The kind of sexy that made panties fly on stage. The… — Ophelia London Copy Share Image
“He caught her staring and waggled his eyebrows. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she worked to recover. “The minivan suits you. I… — Cindi Madsen Copy Share Image
“In other words, he looked like uniformed police hotness, and she wasn’t entirely uninterested in being cuffed. Wait. That’s a bad thought.… — Cindi Madsen Copy Share Image
“The bar was bursting with guys tonight—seriously, it was like Muscles R Us up in here, all filled-out chests and bulging arms… — Cindi Madsen Copy Share Image
“Grant glanced down at his khaki jacket. Since he’d slipped on the US Navy uniform in Agent Bounter’s office, he’d felt a… — Jennifer Lane Copy Share Image
