She should have remembered her past experiences in the relationship wars and not let herself get so excited. Evidently her hormones had overruled her common sense and she had become drunk on ovarian wine, the most potent, sanity- destroying substance in the universe.
Linda HowardIโm going to go," he said. "All right." He didnโt move. Then: "I donโt want to." "Do it anyway." He chuckled. "Youโre a hard woman, Faith Devlin." "Hardy." "I didnโt know him. He isnโt real to me. Did you love him?" "Yes." But not the way I love you. Never like that.
Linda HowardOkay, let me get a pen." There were rustling noises. "I can't find one." More noises. "Okay,shoot." "You found a pen?" "No, but I have a can of Cheez Whiz. I'll write your number on the counter with it, then find a pen and copy it." Jaine recited her number and listened to the spewing noise as Shelley Cheez-Whizzed it on her countertop.
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