Ive gotten to know a number of readers from being online, and really treasure the time Ive spent with them.

Better, Cilla thought, to be alone on a quiet night than to be alone in a crowd. Much better.

That's possible to likely. We're involved, you and me. I'm telling you what I'm going to do because I figure when people are involved, when they matter, they tell each other.

Eve, we're going to be married in a few days." The jittering started again, big time. "Yeah." "If he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to have to hurt him.

I saw you standing on a veranda you'd built with your own hands. And I loved you.

The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.

I'm sorry. It's Hard for me. I do love you," she said quietly. "Sometimes it scares me because you're the first. And the only" He held her there until he was sure he could speak, then eased her back, looked into her eyes "You've chaged my life. Become my life." He touched his lips to hers, let the kiss deepen slowly, silkily. "I need you