A good conversation always involves a certain amount of complaining. I like to bond over mutual hatreds and petty grievances.
Lisa Kleypas... 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 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.
Lisa KleypasNo one needs to have their way all the time, first of all, but second of all, if you find the right partner, as a couple, you're going to create something together that is going to be better than what you could do or have individually.
Lisa Kleypas