I love you dammit.""she brushed her lips teasingly against his."How much?" He made a slight sound, as if the soft kiss had affected him intensely."Without limit.Beyond forever.

Perhaps only those who had loved and lost could appreciate this magic.

He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.

Does he behave in rude or improper ways?" "He's a Bowman. We don't know any better.

I'm one of those people who was meant to have a very ordinary life. I have no special talent, no great beauty, nothing that distinguishes me from a hundred, thousand other girls. But I can't go through an entire lifetime without at least one night of magic.

Men are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.