Over the years Iโve collected a thousand memories of you, every glimpse, every word youโve ever said to me. All those visits to your familyโs home, those dinners and holidaysโI could hardly wait to walk through the front door and see you.โ The corners of his mouth quirked with reminiscent amusement. โYou, in the middle of that brash, bull-headed lotโฆI love watching you deal with your family. Youโve always been everything I thought a woman should be. And I have wanted you every second of my life since we first met.
Lisa KleypasIt's me, love," he said softly. "Everything's all right." Daisy managed to whisper through dry lips. "If you're a ghost...I hope you haunt me forever." Matthew sat on the floor and reached for her cold hands. "Would a ghost use the door?" he asked gently, bringing her fingers to his scratched, battered face.
Lisa KleypasIf loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?
Lisa KleypasThe baby woke up before you did. I took him to the other room to let you get a little more sleep. We've been watching a game." "Did he cry?" "Only when he realized the Astros were having another first-round play-off flame out. But I told him there's no shame in crying over the Astros. It's how we Houston guys bond.
Lisa Kleypas