“The F word turns me on, she whispered. The F word? Food He threw back his head and laughed. It rumbled up… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn’t prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“Dispensing with the frivolity, he kissed her meaningfully. When at last he pulled away, her troubled expression alarmed him. "What?" "Be careful,… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
