“Unbelievable,” Audrey’s voice squeaked as I pushed past her. “Here we are, talking to you about your freaky little-boy encounter back in Breaux Bridge and how your caramel macchiato tasted like cardboard, and boom! You just zone out like one… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“She smiled thoughtfully. “I think Jackson was like a lost puppy. He needed purpose, someone to believe in him and love him despite his… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“When it was just you and your fight to live, the only thing that mattered was time. Time was the only thing reminding you… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“I came to the sobering realization that I was not making it out of here alive, no matter what. I was bruised and bloodied… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“I hoped Tia was different. Easier to manage for people like me, who didn’t naturally jive with the little tykes. I’d only met her… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“It was amazing the things you could bring yourself to do when you felt insecure, when you were out to protect your heart. You… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“My guitar's name was Liz. As in, short for Elizabeth, Queen of England. She was a lady. Don't judge.” — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“I was fiercely aware that the instant his mouth touched mine, I was no longer my own. He would love me or break me,… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“Gavin turned us to face Josh, a satisfied grin springing up when he noticed the condition of Josh’s clothes. “Thanks for the last-minute invitation,… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“This was our rhythm, our worship: give and take, gift and receive, honor and entrust. Making love to this man wasn’t just an expression… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“Gavin, I never thought you’d be the irrational one in this relationship, but I’m happy to report that you’ve just thoroughly shocked me.” He… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“We could stay. You could sleep it off and we can still go to Disney with everyone tomorrow. Don’t you want to go to… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“I looked around the room, at everyone who inhabited the space, person and monster, slave and master, aware we were in the madness together,… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
