As he closed the door he said over his shoulder, "Because you're a good lass." A heavy sigh. "And I'm no' a good man.
Karen Marie MoningHome, Ms. Lane?โ His deep voice was gently amused. โI have to call it something,โ I said morosely. โThey say home is where the heart is. I think mineโs satin-lined and six feet under.
Karen Marie MoningValhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.
Karen Marie Moning