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.

He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise.

I guess I thought the strength of my wanting would be enough to make him appear.

It was likely that no one had been surprised, however, as it was clear that Aline and Mckenna belonged together. There was something invisible and yet irrefutable that made them a couple. Perhaps it was the way both of them stole quick glances at each other when one though the other wasn't looking... glances of wonder and hunger.

Ah, there’s the governess voice. All stern and disapproving. It makes me feel like a naughty schoolboy.

I'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention.

...even though you said yes to the wrong man, I hope that won't cause you to say no to the right one.