Even a good place gets to be a rut, especially if you're standing in it alone... Alone and lonely have the same root.

If sex is dignified it's not being done right.

Anyone that has character leaves a mark on another. Would you like to leave the world without making a ripple?

Not enough." Margo rose and tucked the towel in place. " Come on, let's go stuff her in a locker. For old time's sake.

Love makes saints or sinners out of men.

And still she felt more confident at the prospect of taking on the Russian Mafia than she did attending a backyard barbecue.

Please let me go." "Anna." He lowered his brow to hers. "Don't ask me to do that, because I don't think I can live without you. Take a chance, roll the dice. Come with me.