They called each other family and thatโs what they wereโsisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by choice rather than by blood, and hers had come along in her darkest hour and saved her life.
Christine FeehanWe could get kinky and see how bats and rats make love, he suggested in a whisper, warm breath against her neck. You are a sick man, Jacques. Very, very sick.
Christine FeehanIf what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.
Christine FeehanJesse, we canโt do this.โ โSure we can, honey. Itโs the perfect night for it. Youโre a woman, Iโm a man. Those little twinkling things overhead are stars. I believe itโs referred to as romance.
Christine FeehanShe stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known all along she felt things too deeply. She became attached. She didn't want a lover who could walk away from her, because she could never do that - love someone completely and survive intact if her left her.
Christine Feehan