“Oh, Cole,” she said, “the jewelry box is lovely—” “It’s not for jewelry.” She gazed up at him, surprised by his somber tone. “Then what—” “It’s a memory box, Devon. Something in which to store all those memories you collect,… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
I am three different people. The person you want me to be, the person I wish I could be, and who I really am. — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“Tell me,” Cole coaxed again, “how would you handle me?” “Well,” she began hesitantly, her eyes locked on his, “I suppose I’d begin by… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“He ran his knuckles over her cheek as their gazes met and held. So much. He had been given so much. The sound of… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“Cole smiled. “Love you,” he whispered softly. “I’ll be back soon to show you how much.” — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“She pulled away, almost out of breath, and gazed up into his eyes. They were dark with passion and fire, fit within by a… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“I’ll teach you to dance.” She smiled. “Right here?” “Absolutely.” “Are you going to sing for me as well?” He sighed. “Have you ever… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“Oh, Cole,” she said, “the jewelry box is lovely—” “It’s not for jewelry.” She gazed up at him, surprised by his somber tone. “Then… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“She released a small sigh at her own stubbornness. There was no greater fool than a woman who looked at a man and saw… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“What am I going to do with you?” he asked huskily. “I don’t know, but I suspect you’ll think of something.” — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
“But you kissed me!” He wished she’d quit reminding him of that. It just made him want to do it all over again. “Devon,… — Victoria Lynne Copy Share Image
