It finally happened, he thought as he burrowed under his shirt and took hold of his heavy cross. All his life heโd wondered why heโd never fallen in love, and now he knew: Heโd been waiting for this moment, this woman, this time. The female is mine, he thought. - Manny
J.R. Ward...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going.
J.R. WardIn the far corner, a tenor began to sing, Zsadist's crystal-clear voice sailing up toward the warrior paintings on the ceiling far, far above them all. At first John didn't know what the song was...although if he'd been asked what his name was, he would have said Santa Claus, or Luther Vandross, or Teddy Roosevelt. Maybe even Joan Collins.
J.R. WardMarissa, " he mumbled, taking her hand. "Don't want to see you drink so much?" Wait, not really what he'd been going for. "Ah...don't you to see me drink so much...want." Whatever. God...he was so confused.~Butch
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