“He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached into his back pocket. “Bianca, not… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Beauty isn’t all about tooth whiteners, hard abs, and hundred-dollar lipstick. Beauty is about growing old together, remembering when together, laughing together.… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“When you kissed me…I felt special. I never really felt like I deserved it. That isn’t your fault. That was me. When… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Don’t you ‘baby’ me, you backwoods barbarian. I'm not settling for bringing you pie and beer for the rest of my life. I have… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Jeremy would be a handsome groom. He looked like a Ken doll come to life. Probably has the same plastic lack of parts as… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached into his back pocket. “Bianca, not everything is… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Shall I carry you in the house, or drop the knight with a raging hard on routine for tonight, do you think?” — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Beauty isn’t all about tooth whiteners, hard abs, and hundred-dollar lipstick. Beauty is about growing old together, remembering when together, laughing together. If my… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“It was no way to think about her best friend’s boyfriend. But every time she saw Andy, her body reacted. My gaydar is defective,… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight in somewhat-rusted… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“When you kissed me…I felt special. I never really felt like I deserved it. That isn’t your fault. That was me. When I looked… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
“Tugging her purse strap up on her arm, she headed for the door. “You have my cell number. I’ll text you. If something goes… — Virginia Nelson Copy Share Image
