... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. โI don't want to leave you,โ he said humbly, reaching for her cold, stiff hands. Emma lowered her head, her tears falling freely. โI'll never see you again, will I?โ He shook his head. โNot in this lifetime,โ he said hoarsely. She pulled her hands away and wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt her wet lashes brush his cheek. โThen I'll wait a hundred years,โ she whispered. โOr a thousand, if I must. Remember that, Nikki. I'll be waiting for you to come to me.
Lisa KleypasIโve won his heart, but itโs like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And itโs not really marriageโnot like the marriage you have with Camโuntil heโs willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.
Lisa KleypasWhat 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.
Lisa KleypasBabies were dangerous . . . they made you fall in love before you knew what was happening.
Lisa KleypasI 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.
Lisa KleypasHunt seemed similarly indifferent to the show, his head inclined toward hers, his gaze locked on her face. Though his breathing remained soft and disciplined, it seemed to her that its rhythm had changed ever so slightly. Annabelle moistened her dry lips. โYou โฆyou mustnโt stare at me like that.โ Soft as the murmur was, he caught it. โWith you here, nothing else is worth looking at.
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