“He looked up through long, wet lashes and narrowed crystal-blue eyes at her. With a final swipe of the towel to his head, he bunched it up in his fist. The gray ball was sent hurling in the air, spiraled… — Michele Mannon Copy Share
“What is this?” she coughed out. “All you’re gonna get…or maybe not.” The last bit was said in such a deep, throaty voice, she strained to catch it. It sounded naughty, like he was contemplating tangling his fingers into her… — Michele Mannon Copy Share Image
“He looked up through long, wet lashes and narrowed crystal-blue eyes at her. With a final swipe of the towel to his head, he bunched it up in his fist. The gray ball was sent hurling in the air, spiraled once, and hit her boss square in the face. Jerry sputtered, and swatted away the offensive material. Keane “Boom-Yay” O’Shea… — Michele Mannon Copy Share
“My fiancé. She fought back a scream. Who cheated on me, dropped me on national television, shattered my ankle, and—as if that isn’t bad… — Michele Mannon Copy Share Image
“What is this?” she coughed out. “All you’re gonna get…or maybe not.” The last bit was said in such a deep, throaty voice, she… — Michele Mannon Copy Share Image
