“Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?” — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“He’s not wearing…” Charlotte began. “I know. He doesn’t,” Lydia answered.” — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“He kissed the corner of her lips before whispering by her ear, “And that was just my hand, love.” — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“Ya were going to turn me into a rat? Had I known that I wouldn’t have tried to turn ya into a… — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“Do not pay attention to my cousins. Every family needs a couple idiots and we keep them around for entertainment.” — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“A stóirín, ya are a handful of trouble, but I kind of like it.” — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“Call me old fashioned, but I kind of enjoy the so-called 'walk of shame.' It's really more a 'walk of pride because… — Abigail Barnette Copy Share Image
“Ly-di-ah! I sit beneath your window, laaaass, singing ’cause I loooove your a—” “For the love of St. Francis of Assisi, someone… — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“Memories of last night manifested slowly from the back of her brain, every new detail hammering her heart like a war drum:… — Jake Vander-Ark Copy Share Image
“Lydia had been fantasizing about him to the point she nearly drove him insane with it. It had taken four days for… — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
“There ya are.” Erik grinned at her as he came bounding down the steps two at a time. He stepped around his… — Michelle M. Pillow Copy Share Image
