“You said that it would be the two of us from now on, if this happened. That there would be no more… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“You’ll get all dusty.” He made a sound deep in his throat. “You can brush me off.” She grinned wickedly. “Now that’s… — Diana Palmer Baggage Copy Share Image
“It was raining and I had to walk on the grass. I’ve got mud all over my shoes. They’re brand-new, too.” “I’ll… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“I can’t find out anything, but I’ve put together a network. I’ll find her.” “The thing is, she doesn’t want to be… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Bring Cecily home,” he said curtly. “I won’t have her at risk, even in the slightest way.” “I’ll take care of Cecily,”… — Diana Palmer Affair Copy Share Image
“In a private room down the hall, a tired but delighted Cecily was watching her husband with his brand-new son. Cecily had… — Diana Palmer Delivery room Copy Share Image
“Guilt. Torment. Sorrow. Shock. Which?” she asked against his chest. “I’m trying,” he murmured on a weary chuckle. “But all I can… — 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… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Or I can stay with Colby when he comes back,” she added deliberately. She even smiled. “He’ll take care of me.” His… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Are you a relative of her late husband?” the woman asked. His eyes widened. “I beg your pardon?” “It must be so… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Lane,” it said curtly. “I was afraid you were still out of the country,” Cecily said with relief. “Are you all right?”… — Diana Palmer Bad people 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… — Diana Palmer Big sur Copy Share Image
“The milk is long since out of date, the bread all has mold and I think you could start a bacterial plague… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Colby arrived the next day, with stitches down one lean cheek and a new prosthesis. He held it up as Cecily came… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“You’re as beautiful as you were the night we made our son,” she whispered, bending to kiss him tenderly. His fingers traced… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“The ambulance arrived when the police cars did. They were accompanied by a man in a black suit who had the look… — Diana Palmer Police officers Copy Share Image
“Colby Lane and Pierce Hutton had the manager of Tate’s apartment building open his door for them. They knew that Tate had… — 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… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“You have to stop letting me do this,” he bit off, half-angrily. “If you’ll stop leaning on me so that I can… — Diana Palmer Black humor Copy Share Image
“At least she was good at archaeology, she mused, even if she was a dismal failure as a woman in Tate’s eyes.… — Diana Palmer Dark eyes Copy Share Image
“Tate won’t like it that we kept the truth from him.” “I’m resigned to that,” Cecily said half-truthfully. “He would never have… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Remember what I told you on the phone, that I found out the truth about the grant that was paying all my… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Steel tempered by fire,” she said aloud, without thinking. “Am I?” he asked. She smiled sadly. “Aren’t you?” He let out a… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Cecily let her cheek fall to Leta’s shoulder and hugged her back. It felt so nice to be loved by someone in… — Diana Palmer Affectionate Copy Share Image
“How is Tate?” He dropped into the chair across from her with an irritated sound. “Well, he isn’t the man I used… — 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… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Tate gave me your birthday present when you were here before,” she confessed. “I put it on top of the cabinet in… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
