What would I have done if my coya had been captured or killed? My mate, Sharone. The other half of everything I am. What would I have done?

Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost?" Mica asked. "Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor?" Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. "I believe a consult would be a good idea." Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. "You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

Your language, dear," Victoria reproved gently. "A lady never curses in public. There are much better ways to handle the delicate male ego." Keiley paused. "With a two-by-four?" she asked. Victoria's lips pursed a smile tugged at her lips. "Only as a last resort," she murmured humorously. "And never in public.

There are much better ways to handle the delicate male ego. With a two-by-four? Only as a last resort and never in public.

And he believed because loving her meant believing. It meant trusting. And it meant life. It meant Kell Kreiger was no longer alone

You don't change what you love or you never loved it to begin with.

I am yours," he whispered. "I live to hold you, Risa. I breathe to touch you.