Where's your instruction manual?" I asked him. "What's the baby customer-service number?
Lisa KleypasMysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.
Lisa KleypasIt was a train wreck happening right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it, except that not only was I watching, I was also the train.
Lisa KleypasAnd you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I knew of Hardy, there wasn't a bit of prejudice in him. He never used racist words, never looked down on someone for things they couldn't help. "What kind do you want?" I asked with difficulty. "Someone I can leave without looking back.
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