Roarke had to force himself not to snatch her up as she swept through the hallowed Senate halls. Members of the media were already leaping toward her, but she cut through them as if they werenโt there. โI like your style, Lieutenant Dallas,โ he said when theyโd fought their way to the car. โI like it a lot. And by the way, I donโt think Iโm in love with you anymore. I know I am.
Nora RobertsShe raised her eyes to his. They had both come from misery, she thought, and survived it. They had been drawn together through violence and tragedy, and had overcome it. They walked different paths and had found a mutual route. Some things last, she thought. Some ordinary things. Like love.
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