He caught me to him, his arms banded tight around me. His face pressed into my throat. "Where do we go from here?" I held him. "Wherever this takes us. Together.

I'll catch you angel, i'll always catch you.

I have one one type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s it.” I rolled my eyes. “Okay. Whatever.

As for discipline and rules, I confess, I've never been good with either.

It was the nature of our relationship to be lusty and emotional, earthy and raw. The trust that held us together also opened us up to each other in ways that made us both vulnerable and dangerous. And it would get worse before it got better.

Ive been told by readers that they love how my heroes fall in love fast, first, and with conviction.

You've got to have as many good times as bad, or it all becomes too painful and too much work.