“We come from seed,” he told his son, smiling. “We grow up, blossom, and produce fruit. Then the fruit dries and goes into the ground to make the next crop. The old plant doesn’t die so much as it gives… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Go ahead. Ask me who the father is.” He only smiled. “Do I look that stupid to you?” She pushed back her short hair… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“So the bloodline wasn’t pure.” He shook his head. “It was an excuse, like all the other excuses. I liked my life as it… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“You need a battle plan,” Matt advised. “I never left the base without detailed reconnaissance and a battle plan. It’s why I came home… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Yes?” he said impatiently. There was a pause. “You wouldn’t believe how many people I had to bribe to get this new number of… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Leta walked to the door and opened it with a ready smile for Colby Lane. And found herself looking straight into the eye of… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Pity Matt didn’t help him through a window instead of over a sofa,” she grumbled. “He needs an attitude adjustment.” — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Leta will manage. She’s tough. But Tate is going to learn some things that will hurt him badly. I think he should hear it… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Is the world really a better place now that nothing is considered bad? People just do what they want, with anyone. How is that… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“You were just in South Dakota a couple of weeks ago,” he pointed out. “Why didn’t you get it then?” “It wasn’t available then.”… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“I know I said this before, but it bears repeating. You know Tate won’t like you staying with me.” “I don’t care,” she said… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Oh, it’s a little worse than that,” he said, nettled. “It makes you the illegitimate son of the senior Republican senator from South Dakota.… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“A little drop of Native American blood was exciting and unique. But a full-blooded Native American…she was horrified.” Cecily’s opinion of the legendary Maureen… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“She pulled the shawl closer as a tall, lithe figure cut across the parking lot and joined her at the passenger door. “You’re already… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
