“He grabbed her around the waist and put her in the center of the bed, then stood and admired her. “I love… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“His breath was a sucking gasp that sounded more like a draining tub than a man filling his lungs with air. Then… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“How did I do that to her? Her? Punching trees and screaming? She must have been terrified. Soon his hands would heal,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“What do you have there?” Mouse perked up at her interest. “I’m making ski masks to have on hand for bank robberies.… — Debra Anastasia Homeless Copy Share Image
“Beckett eyed them as he lounged on three chairs he’d shoved together into a hard, uncomfortable couch. They’re so fucking innocent. They… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia stayed silent and tried to quiet the screaming in her head. Fuck your mother, Blake! She was a drunk and a… — Debra Anastasia Parenting Copy Share Image
“Blake waited until she set her deep gray eyes on him. “He has no idea the beauty in front of him. He’s… — Debra Anastasia Beauty Copy Share Image
“John stooped to give Kyle a kiss on the cheek. Kyle held her hand out to Cole, and for a brief moment… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You grabbed my tit a little, Mr. Old Timey Talker.” Blake seemed to swallow a smile. “Manhandling a lady is inexcusable. I… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Number 198 was wonderful too. Blake had watched a good-looking and ridiculously pretentious guy hit on Livia. The fancy man dropped expensive… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“His silhouette was blurry through the angry, sheeting rain, but she could see his hands were two fists. Was he angry? Livia… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake Hartt, if you touch me, your skin must be bare. Do you understand?” Livia looked into his green eyes. They seemed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“As they left, Eve watched him slide the coffee sleeve off the drink and put it in his pocket. After they’d walked… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“When he got to her dress strap, he watched her eyes as he slid it off her shoulder. She smiled her unquestionably… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“In the sanctity of this place, the center of his purpose, Kyle was everywhere he looked. He almost laughed when he remembered… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Dear Livia McHugh I'll be your husband. I'll be nothing but yours for the rest of forever. A single, simple day with… — Debra Anastasia Beautiful love Copy Share Image
“But he did see them dance. He laughed out loud remembering when he’d danced with Kyle. She hardly seemed the same person.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Cole had curled into a ball on the mat. Mrs. D will never spend time with me again. He felt his brain… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake stood at Livia’s dresser with a ceramic Cinderella and Prince Charming figurine in his hands. He almost dropped it when he… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“No, Blake, I trust you. I’d be honored to have an escort to my Escort. I’m a little afraid of the dark.”… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“But she’d spared him. She’d used all her deadly skills to save him instead. She’d spit on the memory of David and… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hey, Dad, if I needed to check someone’s background, would you be able to do that for me?” “That’s a little unethical,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Blake held out a hand to Livia, who felt like she was cheating on an exam as she took it. “I can’t… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He wanted three miracles tonight. It was the prayer of a devil. How dare he even ask? But Beckett had no shame.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“There. Now as long as I have my arm, I’ll remember to stay away from Livia McHugh. He rolled down the sleeve… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I see your young man has accompanied you today.” Bea accepted Livia’s hug with a gentle pat. “He has. I’m so glad… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed… — Debra Anastasia Beckett-taylor Copy Share Image
“A very bouncy Kyle woke Livia at some ridiculous o’clock on Friday morning. “Wakey-wakey, you sloppy, old whore. It’s time to do… — Debra Anastasia Friday morning Copy Share Image
“That pew became a confessional. There, with a fully clothed, fully present Kyle, he left his plans for lifelong commitment to only… — Debra Anastasia Confessional Copy Share Image
“Blake laughed as Beckett set him back on the seat and pointed a thick finger at the organ. “You ass-f**k this bitch.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“As he wrapped her in white terrycloth, Kyle eyed his lingering hardness. “Again?” Cole turned his bride to hug her from behind,… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Boom, baby. How you like me now?” Beckett wanted to stroke her hair, but it was a knotty, bloody mess. He felt… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I don’t trust you with him,” Cole continued. “I’m certain you’ll ruin him. You’ll want to make him be something other than… — Debra Anastasia Anger Copy Share Image
“After soft kisses, they pressed their hands together palm to palm. The tingling scattered all over Livia's body, warming her. "Do you… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He stepped close to her; she could feel his breath on her neck. “Eve, you make me not want to die.” She… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Though Beckett remained confined to the same claustrophobic hotel room that had housed him for weeks now, he’d attended the wedding in… — Debra Anastasia Blue dress Copy Share Image
“Request away, rock star.” Here it comes. “Can she wear a push-up bra? Leave off the panties?” Kyle knew what boys liked.… — Debra Anastasia Rock star Copy Share Image
“I present Mr. and Mrs. Cole Bridge. You may kiss the bride.” Father Callahan gave Cole a nod of approval. Cole faced… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Cole shut the bedroom door and gazed at Kyle. His eyes said he’d married his salvation, and Kyle knew what he meant.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“This is what nibbling your ear sounds like.” Blake created a soundtrack for his teeth. “This is what looking into your eyes… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
