Take it off first, soldier." He looked at her suspiciously. "Take what off?" "Your clothes. Entertain the troops." "My clothes?" He frowned. "I was sort of thinking you might want to do that for me." She shook her head and leaned back on one elbow, giving him her witchiest, bitchiest smile. "Strip." "Now, listen here, Francie--" Lifting a languid hand, she once again pointed toward the center of the room. "Do it real slow, good-looking," she purred. "I want to enjoy every minute.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips[Bobby Tom] finally understood Gracie's function in his life. She was God's joke on him.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsI'm not living in the shadows anymore. I want to walk in the sun. But I can't do that without you.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsThey reached the carriage house. When she turned the knob, he got all critical again. โWhy isnโt this door locked?โ โItโs Parrish. Thereโs not much point.โ โWe have crime here, just as any other place does. Keep this door locked from now on.โ โLike thatโs going to stop you. All youโd have to do is give it one good kick, and โ โ โNot from me, you ninny!โ โI hate to be the one to break the bad news, but if they find my body, youโre the one with the biggest grudge.โ โItโs impossible to hold a rational conversation with you.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsFor all your talk, you don't know the first thing about love." Tears spilled over her lashes and rolled down her cheeks. She slipped the chain that held his Super Bowl ring over her head and pressed it into his palm. "I love you, Bobby Tom, and I'll love you till the day I die. But I've never been for sale. I was a free offering all along.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips