We need a ride. We're stranded." "We still have two legs, leftie and rightie. Mine are in the mood for exercise. They feel like a nice long walk--ARE YOU CRAZY?" she shrieked. I was standing with the tip of the beach umbrella aimed at the driver's-side window. "What?" I said. "We have to get in.
Becca FitzpatrickItโs so real." "Most dreams are. It isn't until you wake up that you see all the plot holes.
Becca FitzpatrickRight now, I had everything I could ask for. It wasn't a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
Becca FitzpatrickI need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.
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