We reach the trailer and Shane digs through the pockets of the cargo pants slung over his arm until he finds the key. He pushes open the door and waits for me to pass through. Maybe later I’ll tell myself I should have thought long and hard about what I was going to do, that I should have counted to ten and waited until I regained my sanity before stepping over the threshold, evaluated the pros and cons like a thoughtful, rational adult. But I do no such thing. Shane’s eyes are on mine as I step out of my wet sneakers, drop my damp clothes in a ball on the porch, and walk inside. He follows right behind me, and even through my wet shirt I can feel the heat radiating off his bare chest. The man is a furnace. Every warning about playing with fire zings through my mind, but I dismiss them. I want this. I’m not playing games, and neither is Shane as he grips my shoulders and turns us so my back is to the door and he’s pressed up against me. He lowers his head so our eyes are inches apart and looks at me more closely and thoughtfully than anyone ever has. He’s checking to make sure I’m okay, that my expectations are in line with what today is about. And they are. Just once, we agreed. And that will be enough. Julianna Keyes
You don't need to live in a mansion to be happy. All you need is to create the right space, something that says this is who you are, and you can always change who you are, just as you change your environment.
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Anthea Syrokou
She was an idiot. An adorable, gorgeous, feisty, funny, sweet, sexy idiot.
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Sarah Mayberry
Did you miss me?’“ A little bit, ” she said with a shrug.“ You have tears running down your cheeks, ” he said with a grin. “I think you missed me more than a little.
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Robyn Carr
I don't know what the future holds. I only know that I want to be with you. You and me. Everything else is negotiable.
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Joan Kilby
They say money talks, but all mine ever says is 'good-bye sucker.
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Jill Shalvis
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