If I could have you after every nightmare, I’d have ten a night.
He lifted his gaze to the framed photograph of Tanya and him taken on their wedding day. God, she had been lovely. Her smile had come through her eyes straight from her heart. He had known unequivocally that she loved him. He believed to this day that she had died knowing that he loved her. How could she not know? He had dedicated his life to never letting her doubt it.
Lauren whirled her head around so quickly that the motion hurt her neck. Jared’s hand came up and clamped the hat more firmly over his face. He adjusted his long body to another position, contracting and relaxing muscles that Lauren didn’t know existed. But then, she had never seen a masculine physique like this before. His languid movements were repelling and thrilling at the same time. It was like watching some pagan god who was beautiful even in his decadence.
I’ve got your back, Doc. You can count on it. I would kill them before I let them touch you.
Look. I know you’re just trying to make friendly conversation to fill an awkward silence between strangers, but I’m not big on friendly conversation, and I don’t find silences awkward. In fact I like silences and prefer strangers.
He gave, took, told her with every stroke what he hadn’t been able to convey with words, communicated what he’d felt from the moment he saw her enter the courtroom, and knew, in that instant, that he’d been blessed and doomed in the same heartbeat.
I can’t wait to start never seeing you again.
Gratifying the flesh was wrong. He must keep himself pure because the carnal nature was anathema to spiritual men. That’s what Brother Gabriel had told him, and Dale Gordon understood that truism now as never before. Because if he wasn’t careful, this pleasure he was experiencing was going to overwhelm him, cloud his judgment, and jeopardize his mission. But.
He braced himself for happiness like he’d never known in his entire life.
From something as simple as what goes in to a good meatloaf to the not so simple – religion, culture, how you should vote, every damn thing you think or believe, your reactions, your behavior – were partially shaped by who and what your parents were.
Since his return from Afghanistan, he’d been unable to shake off the effects of spending almost a year in a war zone. They clung to him like a spiderweb, so fine as to be invisible, yet as tenacious as steel and, so far, impossible to escape.
The search is ongoing,” Sanford said. “We ’re also searching trash receptacles, manholes, culverts, any place in the area where he could have stashed the stuff if he carried it out with him.
When the retching stopped, he assisted her to stand upright and backed her into the car.
She crumpled into the chair behind the desk and, bending slightly from the waist, hugged her elbows.
GOD works in mysterious ways.
Beware of women in white who look and move and talk like goddesses. Sooner or later there ’ll be hell to pay.
It was difficult to sympathize with a protagonist whose dilemma was mild when compared to her own.
She hadn’t been taught to have prejudices, so she didn’t.
No answer. Answer enough.
A fool is someone who ignores warning signs.