She was a stranger now, but she'd been a friend once, and that was enough for him.

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her.

Working on the plot/story idea for my next novel ... It always takes time.

But...as bad as it was, I learned something about myself. That I could go through something like that and survive. I mean, I know it could have been worse--a lot worse-- but for me, it was all I could have handled at the time. And I learned from it.

Wait. Let me guess. You’re giving me the cold shoulder, right?” With that, she sighed. “Shouldn’t you be with your friends, staring at yourselves in the mirror?” He laughed. “That’s funny. I’ll have to remember that.” “I’m not being funny. I’m being serious.” “Oh, because we’re so good-looking

My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.

I have a great wife and it's very easy to be romantic because it makes her happy and then my life is so much better when she's happy.