“Maybe we could, um, go sit in the truck?" he said, but even as he said it, it sounded so dumb. And… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“I am not sleeping with you." "We could probably manage it, though. Without getting too involved." "No," she said. "But why? I… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“Tom. Tom, look at me. Has Nora agreed to marry you?" "No, but she will because she has to.” — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“But you were concerned about making sure things, you know, didn't get serious." "Yeah, because I'm an idiot.” — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“Tom, how many children do you think I have to have before I figure out you get them by having sex?" "Of… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
