I feel like I've been shut in a closet, and he's on the other side, and he doesn't have the key to unlock the door.

I grasp reality, but sometimes I like to choke it into submission.

Hunt looked like a man who had visited many woman's beds and knew exactly what to do in them.

Cam had once told her that the Rom believed the entire world was their home. As long as you were with your family you were home.

Haven't you ever wished that you could steal back just a few hours of your past?" she asked softly. "That's all I want... just a little taste of what might have been.

Her chances of a decent marriage were about to be dashed-and all because of a ferret.

What are you listening to?" "I picked up a DVD for Luke while I was out. Something with Mozart and sock puppets." A grin rose to my lips. "At this stage I don't think Luke can see more than ten inches beyond his face." "That explains his lack of interest. I thought maybe he preferred Beethoven.