I love you, Meg. I want to marry you. I want to sleep with you every night, make love with you, have kids. I want to fight together and work together andโjust be together. Now are you going to keep standing there, staring at me, or could you put me out of my misery and say you still love me, at least a little?
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsBefore you go anywhere, Mr. Football Player,โ Nita said, โI want to know exactly what your intentions are toward my Blue.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsThe engine roared to life. He ran toward her. She shot our of her parking space. He rushed to the side of her car. "Stop it, Kristy! You're overreacting! Let's talk about this." That was when she did the unthinkable. She rolled down the window, thrust out her hand, and gave Reverend Ethan Bonner the bird.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsHoney lamb, there are a lot of things in this world I feel insecure about. Religion. Our national economic policies. What color socks to wear with a blue suit. But I've got to tell you that my performance in that hotel room last night isn't one of them.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsYou couldn't be satisfied with being an amateur asshole, could you, Jimbo! You had to go and turn pro on me!
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsYou never get mad,โ she said when their server left the table. โExcept at me.โ โThatโs not true,โ he said tightly. โTorie can get me going.โ โTorie doesnโt count. You were obviously her mother in a previous life.
Susan Elizabeth PhillipsThere was something about a man with a shovel, and the sweat on his neck might as well have been chocolate sauce. It wasn't fair. Brains and brawns should be two separate categories, not bundled into one irresistible package. She needed to pull herself together before she went after him with a spoon. But where to start?
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