He wanted to heave the glasses against the wall. Break them, break everything he could reach. Beat it, rend it. He stared out the window, imagined the city in flames, consumed to ashes. And still it wasn't enough.
Nora RobertsI don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm." ----Roarke, Naked In Death
Nora RobertsWhat's your status?" she asked him. "Healthy, wealthy, and wise. What's yours?" "Ha. Mean, crafty, and rude.
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