Was it me you were discussing?” he countered with lifted brows. “I couldn’t tell from the description you were giving. Since when am I kind, considerate, refined, and amiable?” “You’re angry,” Victoria concluded on a sigh. A low chuckle rumbled in his chest and his arms tightened, drawing her close to his leann, muscular body. “I’m not angry,” he said in a husky, gentle voice. “I’m embarrassed

Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else.

True beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.

I want more from life than that and I have more to give.

How foolish to yearn to ask the very person who'd caused the pain to heal it

A lie is an affront to the soul, as well as an insult to the intelligence of the person to whom one lies.

She wept with shame for her lack of will and with fear for a love she couldn't control.