“Often, people hurt things on accident... No one plans on hurting anyone, but it happens.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“He tasted like a dark, decadent dessert. I had a feeling I could live on that taste alone for months; that his kiss was… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Are you upset that you can’t stomp around like a caveman and pee on my leg?” I poked his shoulder. “I’m not a tree,… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“You sure are determined to get his clothes off." She shook her head. "I am not!" My words were a little too loud. Great.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“...I understand that at times, life takes us in different directions than we planned.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“And here I was excited to get somewhere I could drink milk out of the carton while wearing my underwear.” “You drink milk out of the carton while in your underwear?” Alex laughed. “You’ve never done that? Gotten up in the middle of the night and wanted a snack?” “Yes, but I wouldn’t bother to put on my underwear.” He… — Nichole Chase Copy Share
“Who died in the shop and how does it already smell like something has been decaying in the hot sun?" "Oh, you know us.… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Alex landed on my carefully laid trap. "Pay up Prince Yummy." The nickname burst out of my mouth as I mentally screamed in slow… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Where’s the normally grumpy Samantha this morning? Is there a coffeepot in your room?” “Spring is definitely on its way,” Margie said. Her back was turned to us, so she didn’t notice the looks that were being passed around. “I believe I heard some birds this morning,” Alex said as he ate his pancakes. “I wonder when the bees will… — Nichole Chase Copy Share
“Did you really just ask if I had a boyfriend?" I laughed. "Apparently not very smoothly." He laughed.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“Ree felt the power bubbling up inside of her, but she had no idea what to do with it all. Could she lean out… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“You're it for me. I knew it the moment I saw you tell of the maitre d' at the restaurant. Do you understand? You're… — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
“The three hours of sleep I had managed to get did not go well with my hatred for mornings.” — Nichole Chase Copy Share Image
