Is that what I wanted? To be in the middle of something complicated and dramatic? To be a cheerleader for someone else’s romance? Or to have a romance of my own?
Women tend to love men in their presence, while men tend to love women in their absence.
Of All the Gin Joints is one part cinematic history, one part old Hollywood weirdness, and one part handy basic bar guide, with a dash of romance and more than a few wry twists. Bailey and Hemingway prove themselves very entertaining cultural mixologists.
She didn’t want soft and gentle. She needed his rough possession, claiming her, branding her, taking her in a firestorm of heat and flame that would end the world around them, leaving them nothing but ashes, clean and fierce and forever welded together.
Sarah, honey, I hardly think kidnappers are going to take the time to buy a memento of their stay. I could be wrong, but it seems rather unlikely.
We can do anything you like. Just be with me.
I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant.
Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can’t, is all.
If you’re trying to force the story to be a straight up romance, it’s going to be weird for you.
We’re almost there, Oliver said. Once again Petunia was so startled that she tripped and would have fallen is Oliver hadn’t caught her around the waist and pulled her upright. “You must have been far away,” he said laughing.
When you can be this, why are you ever anything else? – Broken Verses.
Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt – a grease spot on the grass.
As a lifelong romance reader, its always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers!
Will you be my forever, Donia?
But the thought of moving on from something I never had is depressing.
Not even a repeat of Dawson’s Creek makes me feel better.
I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women or gambles with licentious men. I promise I will henpeck him until he has no life beyond what I allow him, and when we die, I will lie in his arms through all eternity.
Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you.
I want to talk to you. I want to listen to you. I want to walk with you and, yes, I want you in m bed. That’s what I want today. That’s what I’ll want in a hundred years. If you promise to be my wife forever, I will pledge myself to your happiness.
One day, when I am a braver man, I will tell her these things, and then I will look her in the eye tell her I love her and ask her to be only mine. But until that day, we’re just friends.