“Jenna swallowed the lump in her throat. "Good evening, gentlemen." "You'll be hard pressed to find a gentleman in this bunch," a forty-something guy with close-cropped white hair said, laughing. She walked closer to the group and held out her… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“I told you I'd do anything for you. That's the truth. The best truth I know.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“How desperately she wanted to pretend they were waking up in just any ordinary bed, in an ordinary world.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“Hank spoke. "I'm sorry." "You said that." A small laugh escaped his mouth. "Yeah, but I didn't mean it then.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“He pulled back to gaze at her, cupping her face in his hands. "Because it's something else, too, isn't it? Something that terrifies you… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“What are you, Zombie Slayer Barbie?" The big man in the back barked a laugh. "You'll pay for that one.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“How many times had she stared up at this same sky and marveled at the view? How many more times would it take before it got old? She hoped she would never know the answer to that question. The gentle gold of Saturn's surface was ever present like a muted eternal sun. The rings, with shades varied from the same… — Aria Kane Copy Share
“With an evil, tempting wink that threatened to undo him, she added, "I'm the one you have to watch out for.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“You're not mad at me?" she asked. He leaned to the side and placed a lingering kiss on her neck. "If I pretended I… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“Jenna swallowed the lump in her throat. "Good evening, gentlemen." "You'll be hard pressed to find a gentleman in this bunch," a forty-something guy… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“Gretchen," Clint said, his voice full of the same luscious agony Gretchen felt building inside of her. "I'm going to kiss you." He was… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“She looked so vulnerable and sad he couldn't help but reach out and cup her face in his hand. He didn't care who saw… — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
“His voice was soft and demanding. "How could you think I was pretending?" Damn if he didn't sound sincere.” — Aria Kane Copy Share Image
