Well, you've done it now," was her sisterly opening shot. Jaine rubbed between her eyebrows; a definite headache was forming. After the exchange with David, she waited to see where this one was going. "I won't be able to hold up my head in church." "Really? Oh, Shelley, I'm so sorry," Jaine said sweetly. "I didn't realize you have the dreaded Limp Neck disease. When were you diagnosed?
Linda HowardI thought you were a drunk." "A drunk?" "Bloodshot eyes, dirty clothes, getting home in the wee hours of the morning, making a lot of noise, grouchy all the time as if you had a hangoverโฆ what else was I to think?" He rubbed his face. "Sorry, I wasn't thinking. I should have showered, shaved, and dressed in a suit before I came out to tell you that you were making enough noise to raise the dead.
Linda HowardBy morning, she was raw and sore, and knew walking would be an effort. By morning, she could barely remember what it had been like to not know his body, not to have felt him inside her and held him in her arms and absorbed the power of his thrusts as he came. By morning, she was his.
Linda HowardHoney, the only experts in PMS are men. That's why men are so good at fighting wars; they learned Escape and Evade at home.
Linda HowardDonโt kiss me,โ she said warningly. โI donโt intend to,โ he replied, smiling a little. โI donโt have my whip and chair with me.
Linda HowardIโm really not hungry,โ she repeated, lifting the coffee cup and inhaling the fragrant steam before sipping. โJust a few bites,โ he cajoled, taking his own place beside her. โYou need to keep up your strength for tonight.โ She gave him a heated, slumberous look, remembering her fantasy. โWhy? Are you planning something special?โ โI suppose I am,โ he said consideringly. โItโs special every time we make love.
Linda HowardWell, you've done it now," was her sisterly opening shot. Jaine rubbed between her eyebrows; a definite headache was forming. After the exchange with David, she waited to see where this one was going. "I won't be able to hold up my head in church." "Really? Oh, Shelley, I'm so sorry," Jaine said sweetly. "I didn't realize you have the dreaded Limp Neck disease. When were you diagnosed?
Linda Howard