Libraries and demons," she muttered. "What is the attraction?

The guy behind the counter had been seriously adorable. Model-level cute. She had mentioned that, and Allan, her then boyfriend, hadn't taken it well. That's when she'd learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily.

I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love.

She knew what he had in mind. He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday. There was no doubt as to what her answer would be.

I could stay here forever." "But you won't." "Maybe I will.

He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older, what if that was our baby and I could feel it right here under my hand. Feel the life we'd created." Riley's eyes moistened. "Girl or boy?" "Doesn't matter. If it's a girl, we can name her after my gran. Her name was Emily Rose." "Hmm...I like that. Maybe the boy could be Paul Arthur, like my dad." "Yeah, that works. But that's all the way down the line, isn't it?" It might never come to pass.

A soul is forged in the fires of adversity, not comfort.